Luyện nghe bài hát The Ride

Well I was thumbin' from Montgomery had my on my back
When a stranger stopped beside me in an Cadillac
Now he was like 1950, half drunk and hollow-eyed
Said, "It's a long walk to Nashville, you like a ride, son?"

Well I sat down in the front and turned on the radio
And sad old songs comin' out of them
Speakers was solid gold
Then I the stranger was
Ghost-white pale he asked me for a light
And I knew there was something strange this ride

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

Then he cried south of Nashville and he turned that car around
He said, "This is you get off boy I'm goin' back to Alabam"
As I stepped out of that Cadillac I said, "Mr., thanks"
He said, "You have to call me Mr., Mr.
The world called me Hank

He said, "Drifter can ya make folks cry when you play and
Have you paid your dues, can you the blues?
Can you bend them, strings?"
He said, "Boy can you make folks feel what you feel
'Cause if you're big star let me warn ya, it's a long, hard ride"

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