A lot of things a country boy learns in life
How to shoot a gun and how to use a knife
But, when I pulled into Hershey, PA

I took my guitar up on the big stage.

That night I did the best I could

Me and the boys played pretty darn good
Then I took myself out, sat in the crowd;
And learned how Bocephus shakes 'em down


You gotta Hank it
You can't sip whiskey, gotta drink it

Push it up to ten and crank it
If you wanna keep your woman, gotta spank it
If you ain't got a bunch, you gotta bank it

Live it just like he sings it
You gotta Hank it


There was a smokin' little blonde sittin' next to me
Said how'd you make it here from Tennessee
She must've been late and didn't catch my show

But when you play at 7 that's the way it goes
So I tipped my hat and we sang along to
Where Have All My Rowdy Friends Gone

I climbed up on the bus after the show
Had a shot of Jim Beam and we hit the road.


You gotta Hank it
You can't sip whiskey, gotta drink it
Push it up to ten and crank it

You wanna keep your woman, gotta spank it
Ain't got a bunch, gotta bank it
Live it just like he sings it

You gotta Hank it

You gotta Hank it

You can't sip whiskey, gotta drink it
Push it up to ten and crank it
You wanna keep your woman, gotta spank it

Ain't got a bunch, gotta bank it
Live it just like he sings it
You gotta Hank it