The Ride Lyrics

I was stumblin' my way through Montgomery, had my guitar on my back, when a stranger pulled up beside me in an antique Cadillac. Well, he was dressed like 1950, half drunk and hallow eyed he said, "Its a long walk to Nashville, would you like a ride, son?" Well I climbed up in the front seat, and he turned on the radio and them sad old songs comin' outta them speakers was solid country gold. Then I noticed the stranger was ghost-white pale when he asked me for a light, and I knew there was somethin' strange about this ride.
[CHORUS:]He said, "Drifter, can you make folks cry when you play and sang? Have you paid your dues? Can you put on the blues? Can you bend them guitar strangs?" [ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/the-ride-lyrics-tim-mcgraw.html ] He said, "Boy, can you make folks feel what you feel inside? 'cause if your big-star-bound let me warn you its a long hard ride." Well, he cried just south of Nashville, and he turned that car around. He said: [spoken] "This is where you get off, boy, 'cause I'm going back to Alabam'." Well, I climbed out of that Cadillac and I said, "Mister, many thanks." He said, "You don't have to call me 'mister', mister... the whole world calls me Hank."

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