Real Good Manthe Ride

(Real Good Man) Intro: D C5-B5-G5-F5 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 At least a country mile wide D If you're gonna run with me C G Bm 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)