Ride Me Down Easy Lyrics - Bobby Bare

This old highway she's hotter than nine kinds of hell 

The rides they is 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 Sunday's and a guitar ago 

I had a tall drink of yesterday's wine 

Left a 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've put snow on the mountain, raised hell on the hill 

Locked horns with the devil himself 

Been a rodeo bum, a son of a gun 

And a hobo with stars in his crown