Bobby Bare - Ride Me Down Easy Lyrics
Ride Me Down EasyThis old highway sheâs hotter than nine kinds of hellThe rides they is scarce as the rainWhen youâre down to your last shuck with nothing to sellAnd too far away from the trainBeen a good month of Sundayâs and a guitar agoI had a tall drink of yesterdayâs wineLeft a long string of friends, some sheets in the windAnd some satisfied women behind(Chorus)So wonât you ride me down easy, Lord ride me on downLeave word in the dust where I laySay Iâm easy come, easy goAnd easy to love when I stayIâve put snow on the mountain, raised hell on the hillLocked horns with the devil himselfBeen a rodeo bum, a son of a gunAnd a hobo with stars in his crown(Chorus)