Real%good%man/the%ride%video%version Lyrics
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Real%good%man/the%ride%video%version Lyricsby Tim McGraw Buy album CD: Other Songs S - W Girl you've never known no one like me Up there in your high society They might tell you I'm no good Girl they need to understand Just who I am I may be a real bad boy But baby I'm a real good man I may drink too much and play too loud Hang out with a rough and rowdy crowd That don't mean I don't respect My Mama or my Uncle Sam Yes sir, yes ma'am I may be a real bad boy But baby I'm a real good man I might have a reckless streak At least a country-mile wild If you're gonna run with me It's gonna be a wild ride When it comes to loving you I've got velvet hands I'll show you how a real bad boy Can be a real good man I take all the good times I can get I'm too young for growing up just yet Ain't much I can promise you 'Cept to do the best I can I'll be damned I may be a real bad boy But baby I'm a real good man I may be a real bad boy Oh but baby I'm a real good man Yes I am -musical interlude- I was thumbing from Montgomery I had my guitar on my back When a stranger stopped beside me in an antique Cadillac He was dress like 1950 Half drunk and hollow eyed He said its a long walk to Nashville would you like a ride son Well I sat down in the front seat He turned on the radio And them sad old songs coming outta them speakers was solid country gold Then I noticed the stranger was ghost white pale When I asked him 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 sing Have you paid your dues? 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 Well he cried just south of Nashville And he turned that car around He said this is where you get off boy I'm goin' back to Alabam And as I stepped outta that Cadillac 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 sing Have you paid your dues? 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
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