Luyện nghe bài hát The Ride

I was my way through Montgomery,
had my on my back,
when a stranger up beside me in an antique Cadillac.
Well, he was dressed like 1950, half drunk and eyed
he said, "Its a long to Nashville, would you like a ride, son?"
Well I climbed up in the seat, and he turned on the radio
and them sad old songs comin' outta them speakers was solid gold.
Then I the stranger was ghost-white pale when he asked me for a light,
and I knew there was strange about this ride.

He said, "Drifter, can you folks cry when you play and sang?
Have you paid dues? Can you put on the blues?
Can you bend them strangs?"
He said, "Boy, can you make folks what you feel inside?
'cause if your let me warn you its a long hard ride."
Well, he just south of Nashville, and he turned that car around.
He said: "This is where you get off, boy,
I'm going back to Alabam'."
Well, I climbed out of Cadillac and I said, "Mister, many thanks."
He said, "You don't to call me 'mister', mister...
the whole world me Hank."

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