I gently touch his cold, cold hand.
hank williams
Story behind the song
This is about the death of Hank Williams from the perspective of his 18-year-old driver, Charles Carr. There are a few lyrical nods to "I'm So Lonesome I Could Cry."
Lyrics
There's a falling star in my backseat.
His face is looking slack.
The floor is filled with Falstaff cans
In a pale blue Cadillac.
The moon has slipped behind a cloud.
There's silence in the back.
I'm driving him to his next show
In a pale blue Cadillac.
I say his name, there's no response,
I reach into the black.
I gently touch his cold, cold hand
In a pale blue Cadillac.
I've heard the lonesome whippoorwill.
His blues made me so sad.
I had to hide my face and cry
In a pale blue Cadillac.
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