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