The Ride David Allan Coe

The Ride

David Allan Coe

Tina

1134
0:00 3:06
Stimmung Standard (E A D G B E)
Taktart 4/4
Tonart: C
Kapo:
3. Bund
Schlagmuster 1

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Songtext

[Intro]
| G D | A - | A D | A - |

[Verse 1]
A
 Well, I was thumbin' from Montgomery
C
 I had my guitar on my back
D                                          A
 When a stranger stopped beside me in an antique Cadillac
He was dressed like nineteen fifty
     C
Half drunk and holloweyed
                 D
He said, "It's a long walk to Nashville
                 A
Would you like a ride, son?"

[Verse 2]
    Am7
And I  sat down in the front seat,
   C
he turned on the radio
         D
And them sad old songs comin' out of them speakers
    A
Was solid country gold
Then I noticed the stranger was ghostwhite pale
        C
When he asked me for a light
      D                                           A
And I knew there was something strange about this ride

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

[Verse 3]
G D
A        A
 Then he cried just south of Nashville
       C
And he turned that car around
        D
He said, "This is where you get off, boy
       A
'Cause I'm goin' back to Alabam'"
As I stepped out of that Cadillac
C
 I said, "Mister, many thanks"
D
 He said, "You don't have to call me Mister,
Mister
    A
The whole world called me Hank"

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

[Outro]
          G                     D
If you're big star bound let me warn ya, it's a long,
     A
hard ride
                 G
You know you got a lot of competition out there
D
Now the sound,
                    A
it ain't like it was in the fifty's when I was here
             G
And then you got Waylon Jennings,
D
 Willie Nelson
A                                   G                   D
 You got Clarke and Billy Joe Shaver and David Allan Coe
A
 And you even got my son

[Fade Out]
| G D | A - |

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[Intro]
| G D | A - | A D | A - |

[Verse 1]
| A | C | D | A |
| - | C | D | A |
| - | - |

Well, I was thumbin' from Montgomery
I had my guitar on my back
When a stranger stopped beside me in an antique Cadillac
He was dressed like nineteen fifty
Half drunk and holloweyed
He said, "It's a long walk to Nashville
Would you like a ride, son?"

[Verse 2]
        | Am7 | C |
| D | A | -   | C |
| D | A |

And I  sat down in the front seat,
he turned on the radio
And them sad old songs comin' out of them speakers
Was solid country gold
Then I noticed the stranger was ghostwhite pale
When he asked me for a light
And I knew there was something strange about this ride

[Chorus]
            | G D | A - |
| - - | E - | G D | A - |
| G D | A - |

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

[Verse 3]
            | G D | A - |
| A - | C - | D - | A - |
| - - | C - | D - | A - |

Then he cried just south of Nashville
And he turned that car around
He said, "This is where you get off, boy
'Cause I'm goin' back to Alabam'"
As I stepped out of that Cadillac
I said, "Mister, many thanks"
He said, "You don't have to call me Mister,
Mister
The whole world called me Hank"

[Chorus]
| G D | A - | - - | E - |
| G D | A - | G D | A - |
| G D | A - | - - | E - |
| G D | A - | G D | A - |

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

[Outro]
| G D | A - | G D | A - |
| G D | A - | G D | A - |

If you're big star bound let me warn ya, it's a long,
hard ride
You know you got a lot of competition out there
Now the sound,
it ain't like it was in the fifty's when I was here
And then you got Waylon Jennings,
Willie Nelson
You got Clarke and Billy Joe Shaver and David Allan Coe
And you even got my son

[Fade Out]
| G D | A - |

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