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I was thumbin' back from Montgomery
With a guitar on my back
When a stranger pulled up beside me in an antique Cadillac
Well
He was dressed like 1950
Half drunk and hallow eyed
Its a long walk to Nashville
Would you like a ride
Son
He 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 knew there was somethin' strange about this ride
He said：Mister 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
Well
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'
I stepped out of that ole Cadillac and I said Mister
Many thanks
He said you don't have to call me mister
Mister
The whole world calls me Hank
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