You Wrote Your Cheatin' Heart About
A Gal Like My First Wife
You Moan The Blues For Me And For You
Hank Williams, You Wrote My Life.

The Cold, Cold Heart And A Doubtful Mind
I Have Known A Few My Self
And The Gal That Loved Me Half As Much
As She Loved Some Body Else.

I've Heard That Blue Old Whipporwill, Too
And The Lonesome Whistle Whine
I Know That Feel; So Cold, So Real
When The Blues Come Around At Midnight.

We've Never Met, I Know And Yet
I Know You Well, My Friend
And If Ever I, Get To Heaven On High
I Hope You'll Shake My Hand.