Easy Come, Easy Go

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

And the rides, they're as scarce as the rain

When you're down to your last shuck with nothin' to sell

And you're too far away from the train

It's been a good month of Sundays and a guitar a go

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

Hey, 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 I'm easy to love when I stay, when I stay

There's snow on the mountain, raised hell on the hill

I locked horns with the devil himself

I've been a rodeo bum, a son of a gun

And a hobo with stars in his crown

Hey, won't you ride me down easy?

Lord, ride me on down

Leave word in the dust to where I lay

Say I'm easy come, easy go

And I'm easy to love when I stay

Hey, won't you ride me down easy?

Lord, ride me on down

Leave word in the dust to where I lay

Say I'm easy come, easy go

And I'm easy to love when I stay

Hey, won't you ride me down easy?

Lord, ride me on down

Leave word in the dust where I lay