This highway she's hotter than nine kinds of hell
The rides are as scarce as the rain
When you're down to your last shuck with nothing to sell
And too far away from the train.
It's been a good month of Sundays and a guitar ago
I had a tall drink of yesterday's wine
Left a lot of good friends, some sheets in the wind
And 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.
Put 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.
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.
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...
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