Tex Hooper
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Hi, this is Billy Joe Anderson of the Anderson Gang and I'd like to
Tell you a little about one of my inspirations in country music
The legendary Tex Hooper. The original outlaw. The real deal. In
1951, Tex Hooper exploded onto the Nashville scene and over the
Next 30 years he wrote and performed some of the most heartbreaking
Ballads ever recorded. Every one of his songs involved two things
Hard drinking and easy women. In real life, Tex was as rough and
Dangerous as the songs he wrote. Then in 1985, Tex abruptly retired
And disappeared. Some said he'd gone down to Mexico and was living
In a bar. Others claimed he'd killed a man in Venezuela. Man, in
Nashville there was always a Tex Hooper story floating around. Then
In the year 2001, New York record producer Brooks Hart tracked down
61-Year-old Tex Hooper and convinced him to return to the studio
Uh, Brooks, sorry I'm late. The George Strait
Session that I was doing ran a little long
Oh, don't worry about it, Gabe. Look
Through that window, man. There he is
Is that Tex Hooper?
That's him. Flesh and blood
My God
Yeah. In a few minutes we're gonna make history
Hey, uh, listen, I heard he was a big
Booze hound. Is he still drinking, or...?
This guy was one of the original outlaws. Yeah, he drank, he spent
Time in jail, he did everything, you know? But he's a 60-year-old man
You're sure that he's off the sauce, right?
Yes! I've got all my money in this album, alright? He's not drinking
I mean, I know you were concerned, so
Well, I don't want you mentioning booze, okay?
Okay! Done. I won't say anything
Good. Mr. Hooper?
Yeah, call me Tex
Hi, uh, Gabe's here, we're all ready, so I'll tell
You what. Why don't we lay one down right now?
Yeah, I'd like to do a little song called "
Empty Bed." It's a new one I wrote
Okay, that sounds like a classic
We're rolling. Anytime, Tex
"Empty Bed," Tex Hooper, take one
When I woke up, you were gone
"I won't be back," the note said
You took with you all your things
Left me with tears and an empty bed
Faded jeans and memories
Of the place you laid your head
Your aftershave clings in the air
And on the sheets of an empty bed
Empty bed
Where we made love to the small hours of the morning
Empty bed
I'd stroke your chest hairs and laugh
And put your jockey shorts on my head
Something wrong, Brooks?
Oh no, nothing. I thought I just heard him say "jockey shorts"
We would walk hand in hand
"They're so in love," people said
Some folks thought you were my son
But now I sleep in an empty bed
You said our love would always last
And if it was legal, we would wed
You were my boy and I a man
Now I'm stuck in an empty bed
Empty bed
Where we would gently kiss and hold each other
Empty bed
I would reach around and lightly touch your mustache
Your wrestling trophies are all gone
Your riding mower ain't in the shed
Your beard trimmer's just a memory
A memory and an empty bed
So I'll never sleep alone
Can't live without you, so instead
They'll find me lying on the floor
With a smoking gun and an empty bed
Wow, that was great, Tex
Oh, thank you very much
Bravo
That was really great
An instant hit. I've worked in this
Business a long time, Tex. Fantastic
Oh, thank you. That means a lot to me. That one came from the heart
A man brought down by the love of a woman
What woman?
The woman in the song, Tex
Oh yeah, in the song. Sure
What's next?
Well, the next song I'd like to record, if you don't mind, is, uh
Don't wanna be a doctor
A lawyer or tax collector
Just wanna do the thing that I love
And that's a manhole inspector
Checkin' out the manholes
Some fellas go to the racetrack
A-bettin' on the big trifecta
Ain't got time for no gamblin', boys
'Cause I'm a manhole inspector
Boss man, I'm puttin' in for overtime
Checkin' out the manholes
There's another one
Look at the rim on that one
Don't got me a girlfriend
'Cause you know I'd just neglect her
I'm too busy workin' night and day
As a manhole inspector
Even eatin' my lunch down in the manhole
I'm goin' down, chowin' down, gettin' down
Ridin' 'round, chicka-chicka down now
Stayin' down all around, make a sound
Downtown, mowin' down, brown town
Southbound to the manhole
Some fellas talk to the ladies
Tell 'em they're a movie director
MBA, high-class doctor
'Cause I'm a manhole inspector
Now let me see if I
Fit inside this sweet one
Oh, oh, oh there, I'm in
I'm in, oh it feels good
Just stay there 'til I get comfortable, okay?
Now I can move
Oh yeah, it's a tight fit
Just, just relax
I'm not gonna hurt ya
Oh, oh
Don't wanna be a doctor
A lawyer or tax collector
Just wanna do the thing that I love
And that's a manhole inspector
Checkin' out the manholes
Some fellas go to the racetrack
A-bettin' on the big trifecta
Ain't got time for no gamblin', boys
'Cause I'm a manhole inspector
Boss man, I'm puttin' in for overtime
Checkin' out the manholes
There's another one
Look at the rim on that one
Don't got me a girlfriend
'Cause you know I'd just neglect her
I'm too busy workin' night and day
As a manhole inspector
Even eatin' my lunch down in the manhole
I'm goin' down, chowin' down, gettin' down
Ridin' 'round, chicka-chicka down now
Stayin' down all around, make a sound
Downtown, mowin' down, brown town
Southbound to the manhole
Some fellas talk to the ladies
Tell 'em they're a movie director
MBA, high-class doctor
'Cause I'm a manhole inspector
I sucked a trucker's cock 'cause he dared me to
I blew a dog in a men's room too
By the time he pulled out of the flower bed
I was blowing him again
I sucked a trucker's cock 'cause he dared me to
I blew a dog in a men's room too
By the time he pulled out of the flower bed
I was blowing him again
I sucked a trucker's cock 'cause he dared me to
I blew a dog in a men's room too
By the time he pulled out of the flower bed
I was blowing him again
I sucked a trucker's cock 'cause he dared me to
I blew a dog in a men's room too
By the time he pulled out of the flower bed
I was blowing him again
I sucked a trucker's cock 'cause he dared me to
I blew a dog in a men's room too
By the time he pulled out of the flower bed
I was blowing him again
I sucked a trucker's cock 'cause he dared me to
I blew a dog in a men's room too
By the time he pulled out of the flower bed
I was blowing him again
Tell you a little about one of my inspirations in country music
The legendary Tex Hooper. The original outlaw. The real deal. In
1951, Tex Hooper exploded onto the Nashville scene and over the
Next 30 years he wrote and performed some of the most heartbreaking
Ballads ever recorded. Every one of his songs involved two things
Hard drinking and easy women. In real life, Tex was as rough and
Dangerous as the songs he wrote. Then in 1985, Tex abruptly retired
And disappeared. Some said he'd gone down to Mexico and was living
In a bar. Others claimed he'd killed a man in Venezuela. Man, in
Nashville there was always a Tex Hooper story floating around. Then
In the year 2001, New York record producer Brooks Hart tracked down
61-Year-old Tex Hooper and convinced him to return to the studio
Uh, Brooks, sorry I'm late. The George Strait
Session that I was doing ran a little long
Oh, don't worry about it, Gabe. Look
Through that window, man. There he is
Is that Tex Hooper?
That's him. Flesh and blood
My God
Yeah. In a few minutes we're gonna make history
Hey, uh, listen, I heard he was a big
Booze hound. Is he still drinking, or...?
This guy was one of the original outlaws. Yeah, he drank, he spent
Time in jail, he did everything, you know? But he's a 60-year-old man
You're sure that he's off the sauce, right?
Yes! I've got all my money in this album, alright? He's not drinking
I mean, I know you were concerned, so
Well, I don't want you mentioning booze, okay?
Okay! Done. I won't say anything
Good. Mr. Hooper?
Yeah, call me Tex
Hi, uh, Gabe's here, we're all ready, so I'll tell
You what. Why don't we lay one down right now?
Yeah, I'd like to do a little song called "
Empty Bed." It's a new one I wrote
Okay, that sounds like a classic
We're rolling. Anytime, Tex
"Empty Bed," Tex Hooper, take one
When I woke up, you were gone
"I won't be back," the note said
You took with you all your things
Left me with tears and an empty bed
Faded jeans and memories
Of the place you laid your head
Your aftershave clings in the air
And on the sheets of an empty bed
Empty bed
Where we made love to the small hours of the morning
Empty bed
I'd stroke your chest hairs and laugh
And put your jockey shorts on my head
Something wrong, Brooks?
Oh no, nothing. I thought I just heard him say "jockey shorts"
We would walk hand in hand
"They're so in love," people said
Some folks thought you were my son
But now I sleep in an empty bed
You said our love would always last
And if it was legal, we would wed
You were my boy and I a man
Now I'm stuck in an empty bed
Empty bed
Where we would gently kiss and hold each other
Empty bed
I would reach around and lightly touch your mustache
Your wrestling trophies are all gone
Your riding mower ain't in the shed
Your beard trimmer's just a memory
A memory and an empty bed
So I'll never sleep alone
Can't live without you, so instead
They'll find me lying on the floor
With a smoking gun and an empty bed
Wow, that was great, Tex
Oh, thank you very much
Bravo
That was really great
An instant hit. I've worked in this
Business a long time, Tex. Fantastic
Oh, thank you. That means a lot to me. That one came from the heart
A man brought down by the love of a woman
What woman?
The woman in the song, Tex
Oh yeah, in the song. Sure
What's next?
Well, the next song I'd like to record, if you don't mind, is, uh
Don't wanna be a doctor
A lawyer or tax collector
Just wanna do the thing that I love
And that's a manhole inspector
Checkin' out the manholes
Some fellas go to the racetrack
A-bettin' on the big trifecta
Ain't got time for no gamblin', boys
'Cause I'm a manhole inspector
Boss man, I'm puttin' in for overtime
Checkin' out the manholes
There's another one
Look at the rim on that one
Don't got me a girlfriend
'Cause you know I'd just neglect her
I'm too busy workin' night and day
As a manhole inspector
Even eatin' my lunch down in the manhole
I'm goin' down, chowin' down, gettin' down
Ridin' 'round, chicka-chicka down now
Stayin' down all around, make a sound
Downtown, mowin' down, brown town
Southbound to the manhole
Some fellas talk to the ladies
Tell 'em they're a movie director
MBA, high-class doctor
'Cause I'm a manhole inspector
Now let me see if I
Fit inside this sweet one
Oh, oh, oh there, I'm in
I'm in, oh it feels good
Just stay there 'til I get comfortable, okay?
Now I can move
Oh yeah, it's a tight fit
Just, just relax
I'm not gonna hurt ya
Oh, oh
Don't wanna be a doctor
A lawyer or tax collector
Just wanna do the thing that I love
And that's a manhole inspector
Checkin' out the manholes
Some fellas go to the racetrack
A-bettin' on the big trifecta
Ain't got time for no gamblin', boys
'Cause I'm a manhole inspector
Boss man, I'm puttin' in for overtime
Checkin' out the manholes
There's another one
Look at the rim on that one
Don't got me a girlfriend
'Cause you know I'd just neglect her
I'm too busy workin' night and day
As a manhole inspector
Even eatin' my lunch down in the manhole
I'm goin' down, chowin' down, gettin' down
Ridin' 'round, chicka-chicka down now
Stayin' down all around, make a sound
Downtown, mowin' down, brown town
Southbound to the manhole
Some fellas talk to the ladies
Tell 'em they're a movie director
MBA, high-class doctor
'Cause I'm a manhole inspector
I sucked a trucker's cock 'cause he dared me to
I blew a dog in a men's room too
By the time he pulled out of the flower bed
I was blowing him again
I sucked a trucker's cock 'cause he dared me to
I blew a dog in a men's room too
By the time he pulled out of the flower bed
I was blowing him again
I sucked a trucker's cock 'cause he dared me to
I blew a dog in a men's room too
By the time he pulled out of the flower bed
I was blowing him again
I sucked a trucker's cock 'cause he dared me to
I blew a dog in a men's room too
By the time he pulled out of the flower bed
I was blowing him again
I sucked a trucker's cock 'cause he dared me to
I blew a dog in a men's room too
By the time he pulled out of the flower bed
I was blowing him again
I sucked a trucker's cock 'cause he dared me to
I blew a dog in a men's room too
By the time he pulled out of the flower bed
I was blowing him again