Sept. 17, 1923
He was born on this date 90 years ago. He lived hard, our hero, played hard -- in more ways than one -- died young, and created pure poetry.
Here's to him. Thank God he's not here to hear the train wreck on Music Row.
And as I wonder where he is ... I'm so lonesome I could cry.
Labels: Hank Williams
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