Can't you hear the blessed Saviour calling you? Calling you, calling you Can't you hear the blessed Saviour calling you? He will take you by the hand lead you
Cant you hear the blessed saviour callin you? Chorus Callin you? , [callin you? ] Callin you? , [callin you? ] Cant you hear the blessed saviour callin you? He will take you
Translation: Williams, Hank. Calling You.
love I gave you But someday you'll wish that I still care All of these years how I have loved you Still I know I claimed you for my own Someday you'll call
, you'll hear me call your name Should you go first and I remain, one thing ill have you do Walk slowly down that long long path, for soon ill follow you
gonna love you anymore by Hank Williams (D)No need for you to set alone, just(G) waiting by your telephone Cause(A7) I ain't gonna call you
That makes me want to shelter you from things that make you sad Bosephis, boy, I'm standing by to help you when you call For Son, you are my flesh and
When a voice from the tomb, seemed to (b7) say, I once (e) lived as you live, walked and talked as you talk, But from earth I was (b7) soon called a- (
Hank williams sr. (d) if you will listen a (g) song I will (d) sing About my daddy who ran a log (a) train Way (d) down in the southland in (g) old ala
, yeah You know I love Uncle Kracker, he's a cool DJ I like Prince Purple Rain, Hendrix Purple Haze I like Hank Williams Sr., Hank the third and his dad Hank Williams
country songs were meant to be I heard that old Hank Williams drove one just like mine So I thought that something might rub off on me You can take what you
Heaven And you know who greeted me at the Gate The Old Blue Yodeler himself Jimmy Rodgers He said to me "Bill they asked me to show you around up
now, who do you want to see?" So I began to think, I said, "Why don't you call up Old Hank Williams and see if he's free 'Cause Hank saw the world from
slack He knocked you out and she'd drag you out And leave you in the parking lot And when you wake up in the morning with a busted head You're just
and call old friends of mine I like the sweet young things and Old Grandad I like to have women I've never had I like to ride my hoses and shoot my gun You
SIXTY MINUTE MAN Writer William Ward Well, listen here, girls, I'm telling you now, They call me loving Dan, I'll rock 'em, roll 'em all night long I
