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"