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Album: The Unreleased Recordings (2008)
Artists: Hank Williams

  1. A Campfire Song
  2. At The First Fall Of Snow
  3. Blue Eyes Crying In The Rain
  4. California Zephyr
  5. Cherokee Boogie
  6. Cool Water
  7. Dear John
  8. Dust On The Bible
  9. Hey Good Lookin
  10. I Can't Help It
  11. I Heard My Savior Calling Me
  12. I'm Gonna Sing
  13. I'm So Lonesome I Could Cry
  14. Just When I Needed You
  15. Lonely Tombs
  16. May You Never Be Alone
  17. Next Sunday Darlin Is My Birthday
  18. On The Banks Of The Old Pontchartrain
  19. Precious Lord Take My Hand
  20. The Great Judgement Morning Writer
  21. The Old Country Church
  22. The Prodigal Son
  23. The Seaman's Blues
  24. When The Fire Comes Down
  25. Why Should We Try Anymore


Well when I woke up this mornin',
There was a note upon my door,
Said don't make me no coffee Babe,
'cause I won't be back no more,
And that's all she wrote, Dear John,
I've sent your saddle home.

Now Jonah got along in the belly of the whale,
Daniel in the lion's den,
But I know a guy that didn't try to get along,
And he won't get a chance again,
And that's all she wrote, Dear John,
I've fetched your saddle home.

Well she didn't forward no address,
Nor she didn't say goodbye,
All she said was if you get blue,
Just hang your little head and cry,
And that's all she wrote, Dear John,
I've sent your saddle home.

Now my gal's short and stubby,
She's strong as she can be,
But if that little old gal of mine,
Ever get's a-hold of me,
That's all she wrote, Dear John,
I've sent your saddle home.

Now Jonah got along in the belly of the whale,
Daniel in the lion's den,
But I know a man that didn't try to get along,
And he won't get a chance again,
And that's all she wrote, Dear John,
I've fetched your saddle home.

Now I went down to the bank this morning,
The cashier said with a grin,
I feel so sorry for you Hank,
But your wife has done been in,
And that's all she wrote, Dear John,
I've sent your saddle home.
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