Intro: A E B X 2
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Well I was thumbing from Montgomery. Had my guitar on my back.
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When a stranger stopped beside me in an antique Cadillac.
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He was dressed like 1950 half-drunk and hollow-eyed
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He said "It's a long walk to Nashville would you like a ride, son."
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I sat down in the front seat. He turned on the radio and them
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sad old songs comin' out of them speakers was solid country gold.
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Then I noticed the stranger was ghost white pale when he asked me for a light
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And I knew there was somthin' strange about this ride.
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He said "Drifter can you make folks cry when you play and sing?
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Have you paid your dues? Can you moan the blues?
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Can you bend them guitar strings?"
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He said "Boy can you make folks feel what you feel inside?
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'Cause if you're big star bound let me warn ya' it's a long, hard ride."
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Then he cried just south of Nashville and he turned that car around.
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He said "This is where you get off boy 'cause I'm goin' back to Alabam
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As I stepped out of that old Cadillac I said "Mister, many thanks."
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He said "You don't have to call me Mister, Mister.
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The whole world called me Hank."
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He said "Drifter can you make folks cry when you play and sing?
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Have you paid your dues? Can you moan the blues?
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Can you bend them guitar strings?"
A E B B
He said "Boy can you make folks feel what you feel inside?
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'Cause if you're big star bound let me warn ya' it's a long, hard ride."
A E B B
He said "Drifter can you make folks cry when you play and sing?
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Have you paid your dues? Can you moan the blues?
F#
Can you bend them guitar strings?"
A E B B
He said "Boy can you make folks feel what you feel inside?
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'Cause if you're big star bound let me warn ya' it's a long, hard ride."
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'Cause if you're big star bound let me warn ya' it's a long, hard ride."
