Maverick Album

Artist(s): Hank Williams, Jr.

Cover Art

Hank Williams, Jr. Maverick Cover Art

Tracklist

Come on Over to the Country

length: 3:04

You said you'd never be caught dead
Listening to people sing with hats on their heads
Well my how times have changed!
Did you get tired of heavy metal and chains?

Come breathe the cool mountain air
Yeah take a look at our pretty girls on display
Yeah buy a hat, no you won't look like a fool
'Cause country's hot and country's cool

Come on over to the country
I think you'll like it here just fine
Come on over to the country
We'll try to soothe your rattled mind

Come on over to the country
Listen to our people sing
Come on over to the country
You might find we're to your liking

Don't matter if you're in New York or L.A.
We'll take you to Montana from the freeway

We're here 24 hours a day

Yeah my girl used to be a rock and roll queen
That was until the night she heard Bocephus sing
She married me and she moved to the country
Why she even had cow poo on her jeans, ooh

Come on over to the country
I think you'll like ti here just fine
Come on over to the country
We'll try to soothe your rattled mind

Come on over to the country
Do you ever hear old Hank sing?
Come on over to the country
You might find we're to your liking

Come on over to the country
You might find we're to your liking

You said you'd never be caught dead
Listening to people sing with hats on their heads
Well my how times have changed!

Lyin' Jukebox

length: 2:27
Well, I've been sittin' here listenin'
To your songs all night long
Oh, you think you've got it all figured out
You don't know at all

Everything I've heard from you
It's all a pack of lies
I wouldn't spend another quarter
For what you've said tonight

Lyin' jukebox, ain't you got a song
That tells the truth I didn't do her wrong
Lyin' jukebox, ain't a word of it so
You know I didn't leave her
That woman made me go

Well I think you've already said way too much
And I've had way too many rounds
I never fought a jukebox before
But it's time to hit you down

You've made a whole lotta accusations
Without one bit of proof
And if you say I cheated one more time
I'll pull the plug on you

Lyin' jukebox, ain't you got a song
That tells the truth I didn't do her wrong
Lyin' jukebox, ain't a word of it so
You know I didn't leave her
That woman made me go
You know I didn't leave her
That woman made me go

Wild Weekend

length: 3:48

The Count Song

length: 4:06

One, two, three more, honey don't get mad and walk out the door
Five, six, seven, eight, we better start loving before it's too late
Nine, ten, hi come on in
Let's kiss and make up and start over again
Now we've all said and done things that we didn't mean
We get a little mad and we make a big scene
Oh yes I know it's kinda hard to go back
Be like Perry Mason though and get all the facts
One, two, three four, honey don't get mad and walk out like before
Five, six, seven, eight, we better make love girl before it's too late
Nine, ten, can I come in
Let's kiss and make up and start all over again
Since Adam and Eve men and women have disagreed
Love me or leave me ah that is the key
We got to control our temper to win
Why you son of a... whoops, count slowly to ten
Sing one, two, three more, honey don't get mad and walk out the door
Five, six, seven, eight, we better start loving before it's too late
Nine, ten, hi come on in
Let's kiss and make up and start over again
One more
One, two, three more, honey don't get mad and walk out the door
Five, six, seven, eight, we better start loving before it's too late
Nine, ten, hi come on in
We've kissed and made up and are happy again

I Know What You've Got Up Your Sleeve

length: 2:39

Hotel Whiskey

length: 3:48
I was born a ramblin man .. with swamp water on my hand
Daddy died so young and I had to help momma get by
So I learned how to sing those songs .. I learned how to honky tonk and moan
And I learned how to sleelp in a differnt bed everynight

Sometimes we slept in the car .. lots of times we slept in some old bar
Well then we got a bus and we thought that we were flying real high
But the best place I ever stayed .. where I really learned how to sing and how to play
I got the good times on my mind down at the hotel whiskey

Lord I wanna go back down there to Hotel Whiskey
I want to drink and dance and watch the ladies prance and get frisky
Well I'm not gonna worry bout driving a car .. I ll go up and get a room and bring my ole guitar
Ive got the good times on my mind down at the Hotel Whiskey

Im not a kid anymore ... but this aint no midlife crisis
Because whiskey and women have always been my vices ... ah huh
Im gonna buy a drink and take it to the band ... and talk to that gal thats got my heart in her hand
Ive got the good times on my mind down at the Hotel Whiskey

Lord I wanna go back down there to Hotel Whiskey
I want to drink and dance and watch the ladies prance and get frisky
Well I'm not gonna worry bout driving a car .. I ll grab a bottle and a room and my ole guitar
Ive got the good times on my mind down at the Hotel Whiskey

Well now Hank before I die I wanna tie one on ... and go with you and listen to them songs
Ive got the good times on my mind .. well now lets blow it out one more time
Come on now lets all go unwind ... down at the Hotel Whiskey

Fax Me a Beer

length: 2:48

Well here we are smack in the middle of the 90's high tech age
We got lasers, cds, microchips, and fat free fat these days
Well that's all fine but I got a mind that's changing to fast for me
'Cause what I thought was new last month this month is history
I got a brand new vcr, it's got 29, 000 functions
And I can't make the damn thing work so there goes Petticoat Junction
That's when I got the best idea I think I had in years
I think I'll be cool and invent the tool that'll fax me a beer

Would you all please fax me a beer
This invention is gonna set the whole world on it's ear
Yeah, makin' old whiskey that was riskey but this is all in the clear
Sit back, relax, and punch ol' fax and I'll fax you a beer

Japan and Germany they got nothing on us you see
Why this is the latest and good ol' American high technology
And when this hits the marketplace Uncle Sam will rule the world
Well hold on cause I'm working on a machine that'll faxa real live girl

Would you all please fax me a beer
This invention is gonna set the whole world on it's ear
The old office code will never quite bet the same
When it come cold and clear
Sit back, relax, and punch ol' fax and I'll fax you a beer

Would you like me to fax me a beer
This invention is gonna set the whole world on it's ear
The old office code will never be the same
When it comes out cold and clear
Sit back, relax, and punch ol' fax and I'll fax you a beer
Sit back and drank and give thanks to Hank and I'll fax you a beer

Low Down Blues

length: 2:19

A Little Less Talk and a Lot More Action

length: 3:21
I was getting kinda tired
Of her endless chatter
Nothing I could say
Ever seemed to matter
So I took a little drive
Just to clear my head
I saw a flashing neon, up ahead
It looked like a place
To find some satisfaction
With a little less talk
And a lot more action

I paid the man at the door
And pushed my way to the bar
Shouted for a drink
Over a screaming guitar
A drunk on a stool
Tried to mess with my head
But I didn't even listen
To a word he said
I knew somewhere
Amid all this distraction
Was a little less talk
And a lot more action

A little less talk
If you please
A lot more loving
Is what I need
Let's get on down
To the main attraction
With a little less talk
And a lot more action

Well she was fighting them off
At a corner table
She had a longneck bottle
She was peeling the label
The look on her face
It was perfectly clear
She said, somebody please
Get me, out of here
The look she shot me
Through the glass refraction
Said a little less talk
And a lot more action

A little less talk
If you please
A lot more loving
Is what I need
Let's get on down
To the main attraction
With a little less talk
And a lot more action

Cut Bank, Montana

length: 4:42
It was colder than a well digger's ankles in Cutbank, Montana.
But my heart was on fire as I saw her step down from the train.
I'd been up there forever, but her arms were finally around me.
All my icicles melted away at the sound of her name.

I held her to me as tightly as I held her letter,
That said "I don't love him. I'm leaving this cold mean man."
As the train pulled away from the platform
And I put her in the wagon,
With her head on my shoulder, God knows I was one happy man.

And I went to heaven that night in her arms in my cabin.
In the winter of '94 there burned such a powerful flame.
They still hear her voice in the cabin in Cutbank, Montana.
And the icicles all melt away at the sound of her name.

Hell rode into town one night on a Wyoming stallion.
His heart full of hate and his eyes full of cold jealousy.
"One way or another," he said,
"partner, I'm taking back my woman."
With my hand on my gun, I said, "Don't bet your life.
The lady says she's staying with me."
His knife was a flash in the light of the kerosene lantern
That fell as we tangled and fought in the fire on the floor.
He was a dead man, but I have been too since I lost her.
From the fire that burned me so bad as I crawled through the door.

But I went to heaven that night in her arms in my little cabin.
In the winter of '94, there burned one hell of a flame.
They still hear her voice in the cabin in Cutbank, Montana.
And the icicles all melt away at the sound of her name.
They still hear her voice from the cabin in Cutbank, Montana,
And the icicles all just melt away at the sound of her name.