The Ride

Intro:  A  E  B  X 2

B                                  
Well I was thumbing from Montgomery.
D
  Had my guitar on my back.
E                                 
  When a stranger stopped beside 
        B
me in an antique Cadillac.
B                              D
He was dressed like 1950 half-drunk 
and hollow-eyed
        E                   
He said "It's a long walk to 
                            B   
Nashville would you like a ride, 
          B
son."
B                                
I sat down in the front seat. He 
D
turned on the radio and them
E                              
sad old songs comin' out of them 
               B
speakers was solid country gold.
       B                       
Then I noticed the stranger was 
                          D
ghost white pale when he asked me 
for a light
      E                      
And I knew there was somthin' 
                    B
strange about this ride.

         A                         
He said "Drifter can you make folks
 E                     B      B
 cry when you play and sing?
         B                      
Have you paid your dues? Can you 
 B
moan the blues?
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        F#
Can you bend them guitar strings?"
         A                      E 
He said "Boy can you make folks 
                 B          B
feel what you feel inside?
                 A                 
'Cause if you're big star bound let
    E                         
 me warn ya' it's a long, hard 
 B     A E B
ride."


        B                  
Then he cried just south of 
                  D
Nashville and he turned that car 
around.
       E                           
He said "This is where you get off 
     B
boy 'cause I'm goin' back to Alabam
B                          
As I stepped out of that old 
          D
Cadillac I said "Mister, many 
thanks."
E
He said "You don't have to call me 
Mister, Mister.
B
The whole world called me Hank."

         A                         
He said "Drifter can you make folks
 E                     B      B
 cry when you play and sing?
         B                      
Have you paid your dues? Can you 
 B
moan the blues?
        F#
Can you bend them guitar strings?"
         A                      E 
He said "Boy can you make folks 
                 B          B
feel what you feel inside?
                 A                 
'Cause if you're big star bound let
    E                         
 me warn ya' it's a long, hard 
 B
ride."

         A                         
He said "Drifter can you make folks
 E                     B      B
 cry when you play and sing?
         B                      
Have you paid your dues? Can you 
 B
moan the blues?
        F#
Can you bend them guitar strings?"
         A                      E 
He said "Boy can you make folks 
                 B          B
feel what you feel inside?
                 A                 
'Cause if you're big star bound let
    E                         
 me warn ya' it's a long, hard 
 B
ride."
                 A                 
'Cause if you're big star bound let
    E                         
 me warn ya' it's a long, hard 
 B
ride."