My brother-in-law played this for us this summer (because he is always up to something interesting and has a way of livening up a place) and lately it has been popping into my mind now and then.
I'm not a Hank Williams fan really and to be completely honest, I can't stand songs that contain speaking.
But somehow this chorus resonates. A reminder of resilience and hope in hard times. A prodding to remember that this is not the end of the story. (Silly as it may seem.)
We’re still a-livin’ and we’re prayin’ for better days
So - after all, ever’thing’s in purty good shape.