Chords for David Allen Coe - The Ride (Lyrics)
Tempo:
83.9 bpm
Chords used:
C
F
Bb
Eb
G
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[F] [C]
[Bb] [F] [C]
Well, I was thumbing from Montgomery.
[Eb] I had my guitar on my back [F] when a stranger stopped beside [C] me in an antique Cadillac.
He was dressed like 1950, [Eb] half drunk and hollow-eyed.
[F] He said, it's a long walk to Nashville.
Would you [C] like to [Cm] ride?
[C]
I said, no.
I sat down in the front seat.
[Eb] He turned on the radio, [F] and them sad old songs coming out of them speakers [C] was solid Contra gold.
Then I noticed the stranger was ghost white-tailed [Eb] when he asked me for a light, and [F] I knew there
was something strange about [C] this ride.
He [Bb] said, Dribbler, can you make [F] folks cry when you play [C] and sing?
Have you paid your dues?
Can you mourn the blues?
Can [G] you bend down guitar strings?
He [Bb] said, boy, can you make [F] folks feel what you feel [C] inside?
Cause [Bb] if you're big star bound, [F] let me warn you, it's a long, [C] hard ride.
[Bb] [F] [C]
Then he cried just south of Nashville, [Eb] and he turned that car around.
He [F] said, this is where you get off, boy, [C] cause I'm going back to Alabama.
As I stepped out of that Cadillac, [Eb] I said, Mr.
Many [F] Thanks.
He said, you don't have to call me Mr.
[C] Mr.
The whole world called me Hank.
[Bb] He said, Dribbler, can you [F] make folks cry when you [C] play and sing?
Have you paid your dues?
Can you mourn the blues?
[G] Can you bend down guitar strings?
[Bb] He said, boy, can you [F] make folks feel what you [C] feel inside?
[Bb] Cause if you're big star [F] bound, let me warn you, it's a [C] long, hard ride.
[Bb] He said, Dribbler, can you [F] make folks cry when you [C] play and sing?
Have you paid your dues?
Can you mourn the [G] blues?
Can you bend down guitar strings?
[Bb] He said, boy, can you [F] make folks feel what you [C] feel inside?
[Bb] Cause if you're big star [F] bound, let me warn you, it's a [C] long, hard ride.
[Bb] If you're big star bound, [F] let me warn you, it's a [C] long, hard ride.
[Bb] [F] [C]
[Bb] [F] [C]
[Bb] [F] [C]
[Bb] [N]
[Bb] [F] [C]
Well, I was thumbing from Montgomery.
[Eb] I had my guitar on my back [F] when a stranger stopped beside [C] me in an antique Cadillac.
He was dressed like 1950, [Eb] half drunk and hollow-eyed.
[F] He said, it's a long walk to Nashville.
Would you [C] like to [Cm] ride?
[C]
I said, no.
I sat down in the front seat.
[Eb] He turned on the radio, [F] and them sad old songs coming out of them speakers [C] was solid Contra gold.
Then I noticed the stranger was ghost white-tailed [Eb] when he asked me for a light, and [F] I knew there
was something strange about [C] this ride.
He [Bb] said, Dribbler, can you make [F] folks cry when you play [C] and sing?
Have you paid your dues?
Can you mourn the blues?
Can [G] you bend down guitar strings?
He [Bb] said, boy, can you make [F] folks feel what you feel [C] inside?
Cause [Bb] if you're big star bound, [F] let me warn you, it's a long, [C] hard ride.
[Bb] [F] [C]
Then he cried just south of Nashville, [Eb] and he turned that car around.
He [F] said, this is where you get off, boy, [C] cause I'm going back to Alabama.
As I stepped out of that Cadillac, [Eb] I said, Mr.
Many [F] Thanks.
He said, you don't have to call me Mr.
[C] Mr.
The whole world called me Hank.
[Bb] He said, Dribbler, can you [F] make folks cry when you [C] play and sing?
Have you paid your dues?
Can you mourn the blues?
[G] Can you bend down guitar strings?
[Bb] He said, boy, can you [F] make folks feel what you [C] feel inside?
[Bb] Cause if you're big star [F] bound, let me warn you, it's a [C] long, hard ride.
[Bb] He said, Dribbler, can you [F] make folks cry when you [C] play and sing?
Have you paid your dues?
Can you mourn the [G] blues?
Can you bend down guitar strings?
[Bb] He said, boy, can you [F] make folks feel what you [C] feel inside?
[Bb] Cause if you're big star [F] bound, let me warn you, it's a [C] long, hard ride.
[Bb] If you're big star bound, [F] let me warn you, it's a [C] long, hard ride.
[Bb] [F] [C]
[Bb] [F] [C]
[Bb] [F] [C]
[Bb] [N]
Key:
C
F
Bb
Eb
G
C
F
Bb
_ _ [F] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ [F] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
Well, I was thumbing from Montgomery.
[Eb] I had my guitar on my back [F] when a stranger stopped beside [C] me in an antique Cadillac.
He was dressed like 1950, [Eb] half drunk and hollow-eyed.
[F] He said, it's a long walk to Nashville.
Would you [C] like to [Cm] ride? _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
I said, no.
I sat down in the front seat.
[Eb] He turned on the radio, [F] and them sad old songs coming out of them speakers [C] was solid Contra gold.
Then I noticed the stranger was ghost white-tailed [Eb] when he asked me for a light, and [F] I knew there
was something strange about [C] this ride.
He [Bb] said, Dribbler, can you make [F] folks cry when you play [C] and sing? _ _
Have you paid your dues?
Can you mourn the blues?
Can [G] you bend down guitar strings?
He [Bb] said, boy, can you make [F] folks feel what you feel [C] inside?
_ Cause [Bb] if you're big star bound, [F] let me warn you, it's a long, [C] hard ride. _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ [F] _ _ [C] _ _ _
Then he cried just south of Nashville, [Eb] and he turned that car around.
He [F] said, this is where you get off, boy, [C] cause I'm going back to Alabama. _
As I stepped out of that Cadillac, [Eb] I said, Mr.
Many [F] Thanks.
He said, you don't have to call me Mr.
[C] Mr.
The whole world called me Hank.
[Bb] He said, Dribbler, can you [F] make folks cry when you [C] play and sing? _
Have you paid your dues?
Can you mourn the blues?
[G] Can you bend down guitar strings?
[Bb] He said, boy, can you [F] make folks feel what you [C] feel inside? _
[Bb] Cause if you're big star [F] bound, let me warn you, it's a [C] long, hard ride. _
[Bb] He said, Dribbler, can you [F] make folks cry when you [C] play and sing? _
Have you paid your dues?
Can you mourn the [G] blues?
Can you bend down guitar strings?
[Bb] He said, boy, can you [F] make folks feel what you [C] feel inside? _
[Bb] Cause if you're big star [F] bound, let me warn you, it's a [C] long, hard ride. _
[Bb] If you're big star bound, [F] let me warn you, it's a [C] long, hard ride. _ _
[Bb] _ _ [F] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ [F] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ [F] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
[Bb] _ _ [F] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
Well, I was thumbing from Montgomery.
[Eb] I had my guitar on my back [F] when a stranger stopped beside [C] me in an antique Cadillac.
He was dressed like 1950, [Eb] half drunk and hollow-eyed.
[F] He said, it's a long walk to Nashville.
Would you [C] like to [Cm] ride? _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
I said, no.
I sat down in the front seat.
[Eb] He turned on the radio, [F] and them sad old songs coming out of them speakers [C] was solid Contra gold.
Then I noticed the stranger was ghost white-tailed [Eb] when he asked me for a light, and [F] I knew there
was something strange about [C] this ride.
He [Bb] said, Dribbler, can you make [F] folks cry when you play [C] and sing? _ _
Have you paid your dues?
Can you mourn the blues?
Can [G] you bend down guitar strings?
He [Bb] said, boy, can you make [F] folks feel what you feel [C] inside?
_ Cause [Bb] if you're big star bound, [F] let me warn you, it's a long, [C] hard ride. _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ [F] _ _ [C] _ _ _
Then he cried just south of Nashville, [Eb] and he turned that car around.
He [F] said, this is where you get off, boy, [C] cause I'm going back to Alabama. _
As I stepped out of that Cadillac, [Eb] I said, Mr.
Many [F] Thanks.
He said, you don't have to call me Mr.
[C] Mr.
The whole world called me Hank.
[Bb] He said, Dribbler, can you [F] make folks cry when you [C] play and sing? _
Have you paid your dues?
Can you mourn the blues?
[G] Can you bend down guitar strings?
[Bb] He said, boy, can you [F] make folks feel what you [C] feel inside? _
[Bb] Cause if you're big star [F] bound, let me warn you, it's a [C] long, hard ride. _
[Bb] He said, Dribbler, can you [F] make folks cry when you [C] play and sing? _
Have you paid your dues?
Can you mourn the [G] blues?
Can you bend down guitar strings?
[Bb] He said, boy, can you [F] make folks feel what you [C] feel inside? _
[Bb] Cause if you're big star [F] bound, let me warn you, it's a [C] long, hard ride. _
[Bb] If you're big star bound, [F] let me warn you, it's a [C] long, hard ride. _ _
[Bb] _ _ [F] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ [F] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ [F] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _