David Allan Coe The Ride (Ghost Of Hank Williams) Lyrics

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 1950, half drunk and hallow eyed
He Said: Its a long walk to Nashville, would you like a ride, son.
I sat down in the front seat, and 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 somethin' strange about this ride.

CHORUS:
He said: Drifter can you make folks cry when you play and sang.
Can you pay 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 your big star bound let me warn you its a long hard ride.

Then he cried just south of Nashville, and he turned that car around.
he said: (spoken) this is where you get off, boy
cause I'm going 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 calls me Hank.

Repeat Chorus