Ride Me Down Easy

The highway, she's a hotter than nine kinds of hell The rides, they're as scarce as the rain When you're down to your last shuck with nothing to sell And too far away from the train Been a good month of Sundays and a guitar ago Had a tall drink of yesterday's wine Left a long string of friends, some sheets in the wind And some satisfied women behind Ride me down easy, Lord, ride me on down Leave word in the dust where I lay Say, "I'm easy come, easy go And easy to love when I stay" Less snow on the mountain, raised hell on the hill I locked horns with the devil himself Been a rodeo bum, a son of a gun And a hobo with stars in his crown He'll ride me down easy, Lord, ride me on down Leave word in the dust where I lay Say, "I'm easy come, easy go And easy to love when I stay" He'll ride me down easy, Lord, ride me on down Leave word in the dust where I lay Say, "I'm easy come, easy go And easy to love when I stay" He'll ride me down easy, Lord, ride me on down Leave word in the dust where I lay Say, "I'm easy come, easy go And easy to love when I stay" Say, "I'm easy come, easy go And easy to love when I stay"