The Ride (Live)

Album cover art for "The Ride (Live)" by Colt Ford

Colt Ford - Country, Live

The Ride (Live)

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[Verse 1] I was thumbin' from Montgomery Had this guitar on my back When a stranger stopped beside me in an antique Cadillac He was dressed like 1950 Half drunk and hollow-eyed He said, "It's a long walk to Nashville Would you like a ride, son?" Well, I sit down in the front seat and turned on the radio And them sad old songs comin' out of them Speakers was solid country gold Then I noticed the stranger was ghost-white pale When I'd asked him for a light And I knew there was something strange about this ride [Chorus] He said, "Drifter, can you make folks cry when you play and sing? Have you paid your dues? Can you moan the Blues? Can you bend them guitar strings? Son, can you make folks feel what you feel inside? If you're big-star bound, let me warn you it's a long, hard ride" [Verse 2] Then he cried just south of Nashville and he turned that car around He said, "This is where you get off, boy, I'm headed back to Alabam" When I stepped out of that Cadillac, I said, "Mister, many thanks" He said, "You don't have to call me 'Mister', Mister The whole world called me 'Hank'!" [Chorus] He said, "Drifter, can you make folks cry when you play and sing? Have you paid your dues? Can you moan the Blues? Can you bend them guitar strings? Son, can you make folks feel what you feel inside? If you're big-star bound, let me warn you it's a long, hard ride" He said, "Drifter, can you make folks cry when you play and sing? Have you paid your dues? Can you moan the Blues? Can you bend them guitar strings? Son, can you make folks feel what you feel inside? If you're Colt Ford bound, let me warn you it's a long, hard ride" Hey ladies I'm gonna tell you I'm something like a long hard ride

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Credits

Writers
  • Gary Lee Gentry
  • John Blayne Detterline Jr.