The Ride (David Allan Coe) w/ lyrics Chords
Tempo:
83.9 bpm
Chords used:
C
F
Bb
Eb
G
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Bb] [F] [C]
[Bb] [F] [C]
While I was thumbing from [G] 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 [G] 1950, half [Eb] drunk and hollow-eyed.
[F] He said, it's a long walk to Nashville, would [C] you like to [Cm] ride a scooter?
[Bb]
[C] [Cm] [C]
I sat down in the front seat.
[Eb] He turned on the radio.
[F] And them sad old songs coming out of them [C] speakers were solid country gold.
Then I noticed the stranger was ghost white-haired [Eb] when he asked me for a light.
And [F] I knew there was something strange about [C] this ride.
He [Bb] said, Drifter, can you make [F] folks cry when you play [C] and sing?
Have you paid your dues?
Can you mourn the blues?
[G] Can you bend them 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] [F] [Cm]
[C] Then he cried just south of Nashville.
[Eb] And he turned that car around.
[F] He 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, [Cm] 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, Drifter, 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 them 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 [C] a long, hard ride.
[Bb] He said, Drifter, 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 them 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 [F] bound, let me warn you, it's a [C] long, hard ride.
[Bb] [F] [C]
[Bb] [F] [C]
[Bb] [F] [C]
[Bb] [F] [C]
While I was thumbing from [G] 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 [G] 1950, half [Eb] drunk and hollow-eyed.
[F] He said, it's a long walk to Nashville, would [C] you like to [Cm] ride a scooter?
[Bb]
[C] [Cm] [C]
I sat down in the front seat.
[Eb] He turned on the radio.
[F] And them sad old songs coming out of them [C] speakers were solid country gold.
Then I noticed the stranger was ghost white-haired [Eb] when he asked me for a light.
And [F] I knew there was something strange about [C] this ride.
He [Bb] said, Drifter, can you make [F] folks cry when you play [C] and sing?
Have you paid your dues?
Can you mourn the blues?
[G] Can you bend them 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] [F] [Cm]
[C] Then he cried just south of Nashville.
[Eb] And he turned that car around.
[F] He 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, [Cm] 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, Drifter, 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 them 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 [C] a long, hard ride.
[Bb] He said, Drifter, 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 them 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 [F] bound, let me warn you, it's a [C] long, hard ride.
[Bb] [F] [C]
[Bb] [F] [C]
[Bb] [F] [C]
Key:
C
F
Bb
Eb
G
C
F
Bb
[Bb] _ _ [F] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ [F] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
While I was thumbing from [G] 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 [G] 1950, half [Eb] drunk and hollow-eyed.
[F] He said, it's a long walk to Nashville, would [C] you like to [Cm] ride a scooter?
_ [Bb] _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ [C]
I sat down in the front seat.
[Eb] He turned on the radio.
[F] And them sad old songs coming out of them [C] speakers were solid country gold.
Then I noticed the stranger was ghost white-haired [Eb] when he asked me for a light.
And [F] I knew there was something strange about [C] this ride.
He [Bb] said, Drifter, can you make [F] folks cry when you play [C] and sing? _ _
Have you paid your dues?
Can you mourn the blues?
[G] Can you bend them 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] _ _ [F] _ [Cm]
[C] Then he cried just south of Nashville.
[Eb] And he turned that car around.
[F] He 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, [Cm] 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, Drifter, 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 them 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 [C] a long, hard ride. _
[Bb] He said, Drifter, 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 them 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 [F] bound, let me warn you, it's a [C] long, hard ride. _ _
[Bb] _ _ [F] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ [F] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ [F] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ [F] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
While I was thumbing from [G] 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 [G] 1950, half [Eb] drunk and hollow-eyed.
[F] He said, it's a long walk to Nashville, would [C] you like to [Cm] ride a scooter?
_ [Bb] _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ [C]
I sat down in the front seat.
[Eb] He turned on the radio.
[F] And them sad old songs coming out of them [C] speakers were solid country gold.
Then I noticed the stranger was ghost white-haired [Eb] when he asked me for a light.
And [F] I knew there was something strange about [C] this ride.
He [Bb] said, Drifter, can you make [F] folks cry when you play [C] and sing? _ _
Have you paid your dues?
Can you mourn the blues?
[G] Can you bend them 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] _ _ [F] _ [Cm]
[C] Then he cried just south of Nashville.
[Eb] And he turned that car around.
[F] He 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, [Cm] 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, Drifter, 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 them 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 [C] a long, hard ride. _
[Bb] He said, Drifter, 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 them 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 [F] bound, let me warn you, it's a [C] long, hard ride. _ _
[Bb] _ _ [F] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ [F] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ [F] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _