There’s a tear in my beer
’Cause I’m cryin’ for you dear,
You are on my lonely mind.
Into these last nine beers
I have shed a million tears.
You are on my lonely mind
I’m gonna keep drinkin'
Until I’m petriified.
And then maybe these tears
Will leave my eyes.
There’s a tear in my beer
’cause I’m crying’ for you dear,
You are on my lonely mind.

(Hank Williams - Fred Rose)

Kaw-liga was a wooden Indian standing by the door
He fell in love with an Indian maiden over in the antique store
Kaw-liga just stood there and never let it show
So she could never answer "yes" or "no."

He always wore his Sunday feathers and held a tomahawk
The maiden wore her beads and braids and hoped some day he'd talk

(Hank Williams)

Your cheatin' heart
Will make you weep
You'll cry and cry
And try to sleep.

But sleep won't come
The whole night through
Your cheatin' heart
Will tell on you.

When tears come down
Like fallin' rain
You'll toss around
And call my name.

You'll walk the floor
The way I do
Your cheatin' heart
Will tell on you.

--- Instrumental ---

Your cheatin' heart

(Hank Williams)

Hey, I left my home down on a rural route
Told my folks' I'm goin' stampin' out
And get the honky tonk blues (honky tonk blues.)

Hey, the honky tonk blues (hey. the honky tonk blues)
Hey Lord, I got 'em
I got the honky tonk blues (honky tonk blues.)

Well, I went to a dance and I wore out my
Woke up this morning wishing I could lose

Goodbye Joe, me gotta go, me oh, my oh
Me gotta go pole the pirogue down the bayou
My Yvonne, the sweetest one, me oh, my oh
Son of a gun we’ll have good fun on the bayou.

Chorus:
Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and a fillet gumbo
'Cause tonight I’m gonna see my ma cher amio
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-o
Son of a gun we’ll have big fun on the bayou.

(Hank Williams)

Came in last night at half past ten
That baby of mine wouldn’t let me in
So move it on over (move it on over)
Move it on over (move it on over)
Move over little dog c'ause the big dog’s movin' in.

She changed the lock on our front door
Now my door key don’t fit no more
So get it on over (get it on over)
Scoot it on over (scoot it on over)

(Irving Mills - Cliff Friend)

I got a feelin' called the blues
Oh Lord, since my baby's said goodbye
Oh, I don't know what I'll do
All I do is sit and sigh, oh Lord.

That last long day she said goodbye
Well Lord, I thought I would cry
She'll do me, she'll do you
She's got that kinda lovin'.

Lord, I love to hear her
When she calls me sweet daddy

(Hank Williams)

Hear that lonesome whippoorwill
He sounds too blue to fly
The midnight train is whining low
I'm so lonesome I could cry.

I've never seen a night so long
When time goes crawling by
The moon just went behind the clouds
To hide its face and cry.

--- Instrumental ---

Did you ever see a robin weep
When leaves begin to die
That mean's he's lost the will to live

(Hank Williams)

I went down to the river to watch the fish swim by
But when I got to the river so lonesome I wanted to die. oh Lawd
And then I jumped in the river but the doggone river was dry
She's long gone and now I'm lonesome blues.

I had me a woman who couldn't be untrue
She made me for money and she made me blue
A man needs a woman that he can lean on

(Hank Williams)

I tried so hard my dear to show that you’re my every dream.
Yet you’re afraid each thing I do is just some evil scheme
A mem'ry from your lonesome past keeps us so far apart
Why can’t I free your doubtful mind and melt your cold, cold heart.

Another love before my time made your heart sad and blue
And so my heart is paying now for things I didn’t do