Hank It

A lot of things a country boy learns in life

How to shoot a gun and how to use a knife

But, when I pulled into Hershey, PA

I took my guitar up on the big stage.

That night I did the best I could

Me and the boys played pretty darn good

Then I took myself out, sat in the crowd;

And learned how Bocephus shakes 'em down

You gotta Hank it

You can't sip whiskey, gotta drink it

Push it up to ten and crank it

If you wanna keep your woman, gotta spank it

If you ain't got a bunch, you gotta bank it

Live it just like he sings it

You gotta Hank it

There was a smokin' little blonde sittin' next to me

Said how'd you make it here from Tennessee

She must've been late and didn't catch my show

But when you play at 7 that's the way it goes

So I tipped my hat and we sang along to

Where Have All My Rowdy Friends Gone

I climbed up on the bus after the show

Had a shot of Jim Beam and we hit the road.

You gotta Hank it

You can't sip whiskey, gotta drink it

Push it up to ten and crank it

You wanna keep your woman, gotta spank it

Ain't got a bunch, gotta bank it

Live it just like he sings it

You gotta Hank it

You gotta Hank it

You can't sip whiskey, gotta drink it

Push it up to ten and crank it

You wanna keep your woman, gotta spank it

Ain't got a bunch, gotta bank it

Live it just like he sings it

You gotta Hank it