Lyrics
Brother, I think you oughta just sing this
Brother, I think you should sing it (ha-ha-ha-ha)
Hank Williams in a hotel lobby with his guitar in his hand
In Tuscaloosa, Alabama, adjust and play a one-eyed stand
"Hey, good-lookin', what you got cookin'? Lookin' for romance?"
She sashays right up to him and old Hank, he starts to dance
She's the dance that made Hank Williams sing
And she's the song that made him dance
She's the dance that made Hank Williams sing
She's the song that made him dance
Now you tell it
When yonder comes a woman and she's good-lookin'
Hank just stops and stares (hm-hmm)
He looks away, tries to ignore her, pretend that she ain't there (that's right)
Talk about your beauty, 'cause there ain't nevеr been no one like this (hoo)
She lets him stew and simmer 'til he's longin' for a kiss (oh, yeah)
She's the dance that made Hank Williams sing
She's the song that made him dance
She's the dance that made Hank Williams sing
She's the song that made him dance
Glory, Hallelujah, ain't it peculiar?
She'll make you glad, she'll drive you mad with her power to inspire
Lovesick blues breakin' all the rules, old Hank never stood a chance
And she filled his heart with gladness and old Hank started to dance, yeah
She's the dance that made Hank Williams sing
She's the song that made him dance
She's the dance that made Hank Williams sing
And she's the song that made him dance
She's the dance that made Hank Williams sing
She's the song that made him dance
She's the dance that made Hank Williams sing
And she's the song that made him dance