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 and hallow eyed
he said, "Its a long walk to Nashville, would you a ride, son?"
Well I up in the front seat, and he turned on the radio
and them sad old songs comin' outta speakers was solid country gold.
Then I the stranger was ghost-white pale when he asked me for a light,
and I knew there was somethin' strange about ride.

He said, "Drifter, can you make cry when you play and sang?
you paid your dues? Can you put on the blues?
Can you them guitar strangs?"
He said, "Boy, can you make folks what you feel inside?
'cause if your big-star-bound let me warn you its a long ride."
Well, he cried 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 out of that Cadillac and I said, "Mister, many thanks."
He said, "You have to call me 'mister', mister...
the whole calls me Hank."

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