Verse 1:
D G
The highway she's hotter than nine kinds of hell
A D
The rides,they as scarce as the rain
G
When you're down to your last shove with nothin' to sell
A D
And too far away from the train
Verse 2:
D G
Been a good month of Sundays and a guitar ago
A D
Had a tall drink of yesterday's wine
G
Left a long string of friends,some sheets in the wind
A D
And some satisfied women behind
Chorus:
D G
Hey ride me down easy Lord,ride me on down
A D
Leave word in the dust where i lay
G A D
Say "i'm easy come,easy go and easy to love when i stay"
Verse 3:
D G
Left snow on the mountain,raised hell on the hill
A D
Locked horns with the devil himself
G
Been a rodeo bum,a son-of-a-gun
A D
And a hobo with stars in my crown
Chorus.