Let Me Ride

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, Tennesse
 Will do just fine with me
 Don't you know what I mean?
 I'm coming from New Orleans
 Now hey, 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
 Will do fine with me
 Don't you know what I mean?
 I'm coming from New Orleans
 Now hey, Mama won't you let me ride?