Biography:
Wayne "The Train" Hancock has been called "the master of hillbilly swing," a "roots Renaissance man," a "country singer's country singer" and "Hank Williams meets Gershwin." But the phrase most frequently echoed throughout his career is "Wayne Hancock is the real deal." Joe Ely said it, Hank Williams III said it, Bobby Koefer from the Texas Playboys said it, as have countless music fans and writers when referring to Hancock's authentic and original blend of honky tonk, western swing, blues and big band that he calls "juke joint swing!"
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Four years of hard work!
This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
Intro: A/////////
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Well I was cruisin' Texarkana, in my Cadillac
We were giggin' Louisiana, and a comin' back
It was starting to get light, and I was really gone
I saw a flashin' in my mirror, he was movin' on
Chorus: D
Hey Johnny Law, why you pickin' on me
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Hey Johnny Law, drivin' off my misery
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You got the biggest attitude I ever saw
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I bet you was wishin' I was guilty, Johnny Law
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Standin' by my cruiser, waitin' for your friends
Or you can sidle by later, maybe haul me in
Your pushin' me around, hopin' that I'll choke
And if you get your way, I'll be locked up and broke
Chorus: D
Hey Johnny Law, why you pickin' on me
A
Hey Johnny Law, drivin' off my misery
E
You got the biggest attitude I ever saw
A
I bet you was wishin' I was guilty, Johnny Law
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You got everything lit up, for all the world to see
But you ain't found nothin' , so your settin' me free
Your makin' money, puttin' fear in those oppressed
You ain't nothin' but a bully, with a star on your chest
Chorus: D
Hey Johnny Law, why you pickin' on me
A
Hey Johnny Law, drivin' off my misery
E
You got the biggest attitude I ever saw
A
I bet you was wishin' I was guilty, Johnny Law
A
Well I was cruisin' Texarkana, in my Cadillac
We were giggin' Louisiana, and a comin' back
It was starting to get light, and I was really gone
I saw a flashin' in my mirror, he was movin' on
Chorus: D
Hey Johnny Law, why you pickin' on me
A
Hey Johnny Law, drivin' off my misery
E
You got the biggest attitude I ever saw
A
I bet you was wishin' I was guilty, Johnny Law
A
Standin' by my cruiser, waitin' for your friends
Or you can sidle by later, maybe haul me in
Your pushin' me around, hopin' that I'll choke
And if you get your way, I'll be locked up and broke
Chorus: D
Hey Johnny Law, why you pickin' on me
A
Hey Johnny Law, drivin' off my misery
E
You got the biggest attitude I ever saw
A
I bet you was wishin' I was guilty, Johnny Law
A
You got everything lit up, for all the world to see
But you ain't found nothin' , so your settin' me free
Your makin' money, puttin' fear in those oppressed
You ain't nothin' but a bully, with a star on your chest
Chorus: D
Hey Johnny Law, why you pickin' on me
A
Hey Johnny Law, drivin' off my misery
E
You got the biggest attitude I ever saw
A
I bet you was wishin' I was guilty, Johnny Law
