The Ride - David Allan Coe
I was thumbin' from montgomery
Had my guitar on my back
When a stranger stopped beside me in an antique Cadillac
Well he was dressed like 1950
Half drunk and hollow-eyed
Said "Its a long walk to Nashville
Would you like a ride son "
Well I sat down in the front seat and turned on the radio
Them sad old songs comin' out of them speakers was solid country gold
And I noticed the stranger was ghost-white pale
When he asked me for a light
And I knew there was something strange about this ride
He said "Drifter can ya 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 its a long hard ride"
Well he cried just south of Nashville
And he turned that car around
He said "This is where you get off boy
I'm goin' back to Alabam"
As I stepped out of that Cadillac
I said "Mr many thanks"
He said "You don't have to call me Mr Mr
The whole world called me Hank
If you're big star bound
Let me warn ya its a long hard ride
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