My Name Is Bocephus

I just came in here to have some whiskey and beer and to say howdy to you all.
Now you all know me, this is Hank Williams, Jr. you see. Hat and shade beard
and all.
Now I have heard, mmm hmm, I’ve gotten’the word,
About all these silly imposters running 'round.
Let me tell you something now they ain’t real, they ain’t got no scars,
They ain’t got no feel. Why they don’t know nothing about whiskey bent and
hellbound.
Now I’m looking for a lover and I’m looking for some fun.
My name is Bocephus. I’m a son of a gun.
Some of us are born with it, some of us don’t ever ever get it.
Thank God I’m a guitar man,
And its true I love the money
And its true I love all the honeys
But the thing I really love is to get down with the band.
Not everybody loves me but those that do will fight.
Right to the end they’re guitar friends from legendary Saturday Nights.
I learned something from Lynyrd Skynyrd, from my Daddy and Ernest Tubb too.
I do country-rock. I do blues.
Now I’m looking for a lover and I’m going to have some fun.
Oh my name is Bocephus. 'ell, I’m a son of a gun.
Some of us are born with it.
Some of 'em don’t ever, ever get it.
Thank God I’m a guitar man.
Oh its true I love the money
And I really, really love the honeys,
But the thing I really love is to get down with the band.
Oh boy. Ain’t no rookies on this record.
I say my name is OH YEAH!