Lord, it's the same old tune, fiddle and guitar

Where do we take it from here?

Rhinestone suits and new shiny cars

We've been the same way for years

We need to change

Somebody told me when I got to Nashville:

"Son, you finally got it made

Old Hank made it here, we’re all sure that you will"

But I don't think Hank done it this way, no

I don't think Hank done it this way

Ten years down the road, making one-night stands

Speeding my young life away

Tell me one more time, just so's I understand

Are you sure Hank done it this way?

Did ol' Hank really do it this way?

Lord, I've seen the world with a five-piece band

Looking at the back side of me

Singing my songs, and one of his, now and then

But I don't think Hank done 'em this a-way

No, I don't think Hank done 'em this a-way

Take it home