The Ride

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Well, I was thumbin' from Montgomery I had my 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?" [Verse 2] And I sat down in the front seat He turned on the radio And the sounds comin' out of them speakers Was solid country gold Then I noticed the stranger was ghost-white pale When he asked me for a light And I know 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?" He said, "Boy, can you make folks feel What you feel inside? 'Cause if you're big star-bound, let me warn ya: It's a long, hard ride" [Post-Chorus] It's a long, hard ride [Verse 3] Well, he cried just south of Nashville And he turned that car around He said, "This is where you get off, boy 'Cause I'm Alabama-bound" As 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 calls 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?" He said, "Boy, can you make folks feel What you feel inside? 'Cause if you're big star-bound, let me warn ya: 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?" He said, "Boy, can you make folks feel What you feel inside? 'Cause if you're big star-bound, let me warn ya: It's a long, hard ride" [Outro] 'Cause if you're big star-bound, let me warn ya: It's a long, hard ride 'Cause if you're big star-bound It's a long, hard ride Long, hard ride 'Cause if you're big star-bound, let me warn you: It's a long, hard ride It's a long, hard ride Long, hard ride Long, hard ride