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

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

He said, "Drifter can ya make folks cry when you and sing?
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 just south of Nashville and he turned that car
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 have to call me Mr., Mr.
The whole called me Hank

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 you feel inside?
'Cause if big star bound 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 moan the
Can you bend them, strings?"
He said, "Boy can you make feel what you feel inside?
'Cause if you're big star bound let me warn ya, it's a long, ride"
If you're big star bound let me warn ya it's a long, hard