Tramp on Your Street

It was a long time ago, no shoes on my feet

I walked ten miles of train track to hear Hank Williams sing

His body was worn but his spirit was free

And he sang every song looking right straight at me

I'm just a tramp on the street

Hank, you must understand

You've got my soul at your feet

Oh, and my heart in your hand.

Now, I don't have to think and I don't have to cheat

Oh, I don't have to win and I don't want to lose

If I make any hay I'd just float away

I don; 't count on tomorrow I just live for today.

Sir, I'm a tramp on your street

And you must understand

You've got my soul at your feet

And my heart in your hand.

Hank, you opened your heart

And you let me inside

And made a stray dog like me

Feel welcome tonight.

Oh, a long time ago no shoes on my feet

I walked ten miles of track to hear Hank Williams sing

His body was worn but his spirit was free

And he sang every song looking right straight at me...