Old Hank, The Possum,
Waylon, Willie and Johnny C
Would join me in the bar
And sit and sing to me
Always taking a break as
I replaced each finished drink
Then on with the music so
I'd no chance to think.
At times there were others
But always those five
They lived in my mind
And helped me survive.
So many years ago
From my hazy past
Sometime somehow
One drink was the last.
There are some debts
I know I'll never repay
I remember with thanks
Every time I hear them play.
One thing never changed
Andr they're still with me
Old Hank, The Possum,
Waylon, Willie and Johnny C.
