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)