Ride me down easy
(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 to come, easy to go I'm easy to love when I say This old highway she's hotter than nine kind of hell The rides, they're as scare as the rain When you're down to your last shuck with nothing to sell And too far away from the trains It's been oh good month of sunday 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 * Refrain Put snow on the mountain Raised hell on the hill Locked horns with the devil himself Been a rodeo bum,a son of the gun And a hobo with stars in his crown * Refrain