Tim McGraw - The Ride (Live) lyrics
Tim McGraw [Samuel Timothy McGraw] Start, Louisiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Tim McGraw - The Ride Live lyrics]
I was thumbing my way from Montgomery
Had my guitar on my back
When a stranger pulled up beside
Me in an antique Cadillac
Well, he was dressed like 1950
Half drunk and hpllow eyed
Said, "It's a long walk to Nashville
Would you like a ride, son?"
Well, I climbed up in the front seat
And he turned on the radio
And them sad old songs comin' outta
Them speakers was solid country gold
Then I noticed the stranger
Was ghost white pale
When he asked me for a light
And I knew there was something
Strange about this ride
He said, "Drifter can you make folks cry
When you play and sang
Have you paid your dues
Can you moan the blues
Can you bend them guitar strangs"
He said, "Boy
Can you make folks feel what you feel inside
'Cause if you're big star bound let me
Warn you it's a long hard ride"
Well, he cried just south of Nashville
And he turned that car around
He said, "this is where you get off, boy
'Cause, I'm going back to Alabam'"
Well, I climbed out of that
Cadillac and I said, "Mister, many thanks"
He said, "you don't have to call me mister
Mister the whole world calls me Hank"
He said, "Drifter can you make folks cry
When you play and sang
Have you paid your dues
Can you moan the blues
Can you bend them guitar strangs"
He said, "Boy
Can you make folks feel what you feel inside
'Cause if you're big star bound let me
Warn you it's a long hard ride"
Hey, "Drifter can you make folks cry
When you play and sang
Have you paid your dues
Can you moan the blues
Can you bend them guitar strangs"
He said, "Boy
Can you make folks feel what you feel inside
'Cause if you're big star bound let me
Warn you it's a long hard ride"
If you're big star bound let me warn
You it's a long hard ride
If you're big star bound let me warn you
I got it covered
Had my guitar on my back
When a stranger pulled up beside
Me in an antique Cadillac
Well, he was dressed like 1950
Half drunk and hpllow eyed
Said, "It's a long walk to Nashville
Would you like a ride, son?"
Well, I climbed up in the front seat
And he turned on the radio
And them sad old songs comin' outta
Them speakers was solid country gold
Then I noticed the stranger
Was ghost white pale
When he asked me for a light
And I knew there was something
Strange about this ride
He said, "Drifter can you make folks cry
When you play and sang
Have you paid your dues
Can you moan the blues
Can you bend them guitar strangs"
He said, "Boy
Can you make folks feel what you feel inside
'Cause if you're big star bound let me
Warn you it's a long hard ride"
Well, he cried just south of Nashville
And he turned that car around
He said, "this is where you get off, boy
'Cause, I'm going back to Alabam'"
Well, I climbed out of that
Cadillac and I said, "Mister, many thanks"
He said, "you don't have to call me mister
Mister the whole world calls me Hank"
He said, "Drifter can you make folks cry
When you play and sang
Have you paid your dues
Can you moan the blues
Can you bend them guitar strangs"
He said, "Boy
Can you make folks feel what you feel inside
'Cause if you're big star bound let me
Warn you it's a long hard ride"
Hey, "Drifter can you make folks cry
When you play and sang
Have you paid your dues
Can you moan the blues
Can you bend them guitar strangs"
He said, "Boy
Can you make folks feel what you feel inside
'Cause if you're big star bound let me
Warn you it's a long hard ride"
If you're big star bound let me warn
You it's a long hard ride
If you're big star bound let me warn you
I got it covered