Dry County - Waitin On Hank lyrics

What the hell's really going on these days Who called for the no balls radio craze I don't turn the damn thing on much anymore JC was the last of the old boys left And the attitude died When we laid him down to rest Now I'm standing in the eye Of a hurricane outlaw storm So let's part the seas For the baddest sob And all the half-a** Piece of crap wanna-be's Better believe [Chorus] We've been waitin on Hank To save our souls To kick a little dirt On the country road That's been paved By the way they've been Spiting on the old boys graves Waitin' on Hank to come on back And lay a little senior boot to a** And let the A&R man know He's taken this way to far You pee with the puppies When you crap In the big dogs yard The honky tonk boy band Boat will sink By the horror of a storm From a pissed off Hank And you know that he's gonna be Bringing that hammer down Gonna roll smoke Teach em how to drink 'Cause the meek inherit nothing Not a goddamn thing And you know that the old boys Are runnin' them outta town [Chorus] Putting on a shine as we corrode I'm losing my faith In the country soul So who'll take the blame For the suicide of Music Row??? [Chorus]