A little Waylon

"The highway she's a hotter than nine kinds of hell.
The rides are as scarce as the rain
when your 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
had a tall drink of yesterday's wine.
Left a long string of friends, some sheets in the wind,
and some satisfied woman behind.

Hey 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.
I locked horns with the devil himself.
Been a rodeo bum, a son of a gun,
and a hobo with stars in his crown

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."

Ride Me Down Easy
Waylon Jennings