You wrote your cheatin' heart about
A gal like my first exwife
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 myself
And the gal that loved me half as much
As she loved somebody 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
