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 dressed 1950, half drunk and hollow-eyed
Said, "It's a long to Nashville, would you like a ride, son?"

Well I sat in the front seat and turned on the radio
And them sad old songs out of them
Speakers was solid gold
I noticed the stranger was
Ghost-white pale when he asked me for a
And I knew there was something about this ride

He said, "Drifter can ya make folks cry when you play and
Have you paid dues, can you moan the blues?
Can you bend them, strings?"
He said, "Boy can you make feel what you feel inside?
'Cause if you're big star 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 I said, "Mr., many thanks"
He said, "You don't have to me Mr., Mr.
The whole world called me

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

He said, "Drifter can ya make cry when you play and sing?
Have you paid your dues, can you moan the
Can you them, guitar strings?"
He said, "Boy can you make folks feel 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