Let Me Ride
By dickey betts
(c) 1990 cbs records, inc.
Transcribed by matt dickie
Well now times got hard
And I didnt draw the card I needed
So I proceeded to bang it on down the line
Hitchhike, turnpike
And if you got room wont you let me ride?
Just as far as youre going
And lord knowing Ill 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 dont you want a ride?
I said to birmingham, alabama,
Or to nashville tennessee will do just fine with me.
Dont you know what I mean?
Im coming from new orleans.
Now hey, [na na.]
Mama wont you let me ride?
Well now black fur coat, diamond ring
Shining like something I aint 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 aint ever seen nothing like this before.
I said, thats all right, mama wont you let me ride?
On down to birmingham, alabama,
Or to nashville tennessee wiil do fine with me.
Dont you know what I mean?
Im coming from new orleans.
Now hey, [na na.]
Mama wont you let me ride?
song performed by Allman Brothers Band
Added by Lucian Velea
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