Hank’s Guitar

Last night, I had a dream that I was Hank's guitar He held me close against his chest and he wrote "Your Cheatin' Heart" He drank a lot of whiskey, as he wrote down all that came When he sang it back to me, the tears fell on my strings He picked me up and tuned me and he played me all night long He cried while he was singing all those lonesome songs Funny how a dream can be so real and make you wonder who you are Last night, while I was sleeping, I dreamed that I was Hank's guitar Then he put me in my case, we got into that blue Cadillac As we pulled out of Montgomery, I had a feelin' that he wouldn't be comin' back Next thing that I knew, I was given to the Country Music Hall of Fame That's when I woke up to the moaning of a lonesome midnight train He picked me up and tuned me and he played me all night long He cried while he was singing all those lonesome lonesome songs Funny how a dream can be so real and make you wonder who you are Last night, while I was sleeping, I dreamed that I was Hank's guitar Last night, while I was sleeping, I dreamed that I was Hank's guitar