Jerry Lee Lewis - Ride Me Down Easy Lyrics

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
And easy to love when I stay

This old highway, she's hotter than nine kinds of hell
The rides, they're as scare as the rain
When you're down to your last shop with nothing to sell
And too far away from the trains

It'd been 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?

Put a snow on the mountain
Raised hell on the hill lot
Horns of the devil himself
Where the rodeo bum a son of a gun
And a hobo with stars in his crown

So won't you ride me down easy?
So won't you ride me down easy?