Real Good Man/The Ride

(Real Good Man)

Intro:  D   C5-B5-G5-F5 ---one strum each


Verse 1:
D
Girl, you've never known no one like me
D
Up there in your high society
G
They might tell you I'm no good
G                        D
Girl they need to understand, just who I am
A
I may be a real bad boy
     C          G         D
But baby I'm a real good man


Verse 2:
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


D
I might have a reckless streak
                     C  G  D ---these chords one strum each      
At least a country mile wide
D
If you're gonna run with me
                  C  G  Bm ---these chords one strum each
It's gonna be a wild ride
Bm
When it comes to lovin' you
G                 D
I've got velvet hands
      C5             B5      Bb5
I'll show you how a real bad boy
          A         D
Can be a real good man


Verse 3:
I'll take all the good times I can get
I'm too young for growing up just yet
Ain't much I can promise you
Except 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
But baby I'm a real good man yes I am

Outro: C  G  F  D

(The Ride)

Verse 1:

D                                    
I was thumbin' back from Montgomery 
F
with a guitar on my back
G                                           D
When a stranger pulled up beside me in an antique Cadillac.
                                     F
Well, he was dressed like 1950, half drunk and hollow eyed
     G                                               D
Said its a long walk to Nashville, would you like a ride, son.
                                     F
Well I climbed up in the front seat, and he turned on the radio
         G                                             D 
and them sad old songs comin' outta them speakers was solid country gold.
                                                           F
Then I noticed the stranger was ghost white pale when he asked me for a light.
     G                                           D
And knew there was somethin' strange about this ride.

Chorus:
           C                         G                     D
He said, Drifter can you make folks cry when you play and sang.
     
Have you pay your dues, can you moan the blues
         A
Can you bend them guitar strangs.
          C                       G                   D
He said, Boy, can you make folks feel what you feel inside,
               C                    G                        D
Cause if your 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.
And he said, you don't have to call me mister, Mister.
The whole world calls me Hank.  

Repeat Chorus x2

Outro C, G, D (hold last D)