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
This old highway she's harder
Than nine kinds of hell
The rides they're as scarce as the rain
When you're down to your last shop
With nothing to sell
And too far away from the train
Well, the good month of Sundays
And a guitar to go
Had a tall drink of yesterday's wine
Left the long string of friends
Some sheets in the wind
And some satisfied women behind
So won't you 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
I put snow on the mountain
Raised hell on the hill
Lock horns with the devil himself
Been a rodeo bum
A son of a gun
And a hobo with stars in his crown
So won't you 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
Yeah won't you ride me down easy, Lord
Ride me on down
Leave word in the dust
Where I lay
Say I'm easy come