[Verse 1]
I was thumbing my way from Montgomery, had my guitar on my back
When a stranger pulled up beside me in an antique Cadillac
Well, he was dressed like 1950, half drunk and hpllow eyed
Said, "It's a long walk to Nashville, would you like a ride, son?"
Well, I climbed up in the front seat, and he 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 something strange about this ride

[Chorus]
He said, "Drifter can you make folks cry when you play and sang
Have you paid 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 you're big star bound let me warn you its a long hard ride"

[Verse 2]
Well, he cried just south of Nashville, and he turned that car around
He said, "this is where you get off, boy
'Cause I'm going back to Alabam'"
Well, I climbed out of that Cadillac and I said, "Mister, many thanks"
He said, "you don't have to call me mister, Mister
The whole world calls me Hank"

[Chorus]
He said, "Drifter can you make folks cry when you play and sang
Have you paid 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 you're big star bound let me warn you its a long hard ride"

Hey, "Drifter can you make folks cry when you play and sang
Have you paid 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 you're big star bound let me warn you its a long hard ride"
If you're big star bound let me warn you it's a long hard ride
If you're big star bound let me warn you

[Outro]
I got it covered