Chords:

E 022100
A x02220
A7 x02020
B x24442
F x33211
G 320003

Waterloo, Waterloo, where will you meet your Waterloo?
Every puppy has his day,
everybody has to pay.
Everybody has to meet his Waterloo.

[Verse 1]
Now ole Adam was the first in history.
With an apple he was tempted and deceived.
Just for spite the devil made him take a bite.
And that’s where ol’ Adam met his Waterloo.

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Waterloo, Waterloo, where will you meet your Waterloo?
Every puppy has his day
everybody has to pay
Everybody has to meet his Waterloo

[Verse 2]
Little General Napoleon of France
Tried to conquer the world but lost his pants.
Met defeat known as Bonaparte’s retreat.
And that’s when Napoleon met his Waterloo.

Waterloo, Waterloo, where will you meet your Waterloo?
Every puppy has his day, everybody has to pay.
Everybody has to meet his Waterloo.

[Verse 3]

Now a feller whose darling proved untrue
took her life but he lost his too
Now he swings where the little birdie sings.
And that’s where Tom Dooley met his Waterloo.

Waterloo, Waterloo, where will you meet your Waterloo?
Every puppy has his day, everybody has to pay.
Everybody has to meet his Waterloo.

HERE’S TO HANK
Recorded by Stonewall Jackson
Writer: Stonewall Jackson

Once lived a man that was an inspi-ration
To country music, to the entire nation
I used his songs to learn upon, there’s many friends to thank
Like Ernest Tubb, or George D. Hayes, Wes Rose and here’s to Hank.

(SPOKEN)
I used to sit around at night, with my old beat-up guitar
And I’d wonder how it felt to be, a country music singing star
I’ve heard Hank Williams many times, till I learned his songs by heart
They’ve got me jobs when I was broke, and that helped me to get my start.

As God looks down on me I hope, that He’s pleased, I’ve worked so hard
Yes, it true a man can sleep at night, that has worked until he’s tired
Success has smiled down on my head, and to all, my sincere thanks
E.T., Wes Rose, George D. Hayes, has gone, but here’s to Hank.
I’M SO LONESOME I COULD CRY.