Luyện nghe bài hát The Ride

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

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

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

Then he cried just of Nashville and he turned that car around
He said, "This is where you get off boy I'm goin' 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 me Hank

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

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 feel what you feel inside?
if you're big star bound let me warn ya, it's a long, hard ride"
If you're big star bound let me warn ya it's a long, ride