Lyrics:

I was thumbing from MontgomeryI had my guitar on my backWhen a stranger stopped beside me in an antique CadillacHe w
as dress like 1950Half drunk and hollow eyedHe said its a long walk to Nashville would you like a ride sonWell I sat down i
n the front seatHe turned on the radioAnd them sad old songs coming outta them speakers was solid country goldThen I noticed
the stranger was ghost white paleWhen I asked him for a lightAnd I knew there was something strange about this rideChorus
He said drifter can you make folks cry when you play and singHave you paid your dues?Can you moan the blues?Can you bend the
m guitar strings?He said boy can you make folks feel what you feel inside?Cause if your big star bound let me warn you it's a
long hard rideWell he cried just south of NashvilleAnd he turned that car aroundHe said this is where you get off boyI'm
goin' back to AlabamAnd as I stepped outta that CadillacI said mister many thanksHe said you don't have to call me mister mi
sterThe whole world calls me HankChorusHe said drifter can you make folks cry when you play and singHave you paid your due
s?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
your big star bound let me warn you it's a long hard ride