Lyric Let Me Ride
by Dickey Betts
(c) 1990 CBS Records, Inc.
Well now times got hard
And I didn t draw the card I needed
So I proceeded to bang it on down the line
Hitchhike, turnpike
And if you got room won t you let me ride?
Just as far as you re going
And lord knowing I ll be much obliged.
There was a light rain falling
I started recalling how lonesome a man can be
Feeling a chill When over the hill
Came a brand new baby blue Cadillac
Stop on a dime
I threw my guitar in the back and I climbed inside
Big Blue eyes said "Hey boy don t you want a ride?"
I Said to Birmingham, Alabama,
Or to Nashville Tennessee will do just fine with me.
Don t you know what I mean?
I m coming from New Orleans.
Now hey, [na na.]
Mama won t you let me ride?
Well now black fur coat, diamond ring
Shining like something I ain t ever seen.
My old guitar and a roadside bar.
Walked in the door looking like a movie queen
There was a honky tonk jukebox, hardwood floor
She said "I ain t ever seen nothing like this before."
I said, "That s all right, mama won t you let me ride?"
On down to Birmingham, Alabama,
Or to Nashville Tennessee wiil do fine with me.
Don t you know what I mean?
I m coming from New Orleans.
Now hey, [na na.]
Mama won t you let me ride?
(c) 1990 CBS Records, Inc.
Well now times got hard
And I didn t draw the card I needed
So I proceeded to bang it on down the line
Hitchhike, turnpike
And if you got room won t you let me ride?
Just as far as you re going
And lord knowing I ll be much obliged.
There was a light rain falling
I started recalling how lonesome a man can be
Feeling a chill When over the hill
Came a brand new baby blue Cadillac
Stop on a dime
I threw my guitar in the back and I climbed inside
Big Blue eyes said "Hey boy don t you want a ride?"
I Said to Birmingham, Alabama,
Or to Nashville Tennessee will do just fine with me.
Don t you know what I mean?
I m coming from New Orleans.
Now hey, [na na.]
Mama won t you let me ride?
Well now black fur coat, diamond ring
Shining like something I ain t ever seen.
My old guitar and a roadside bar.
Walked in the door looking like a movie queen
There was a honky tonk jukebox, hardwood floor
She said "I ain t ever seen nothing like this before."
I said, "That s all right, mama won t you let me ride?"
On down to Birmingham, Alabama,
Or to Nashville Tennessee wiil do fine with me.
Don t you know what I mean?
I m coming from New Orleans.
Now hey, [na na.]
Mama won t you let me ride?
