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Verse 1:
D G
The highway she's a hotter than nine times the hell
A D
The rides are as scarce as the rain
G
When your down to your last shuck with nothing to sell
A D
And too far away from the train
Verse 2:
D G
Been a good month of Sunday's 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 woman 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
Say i'm easy come,easy go
A D
Easy to love when i stay
Verse 3:
D G
I've put snow on the mountain,raised hell on the hill
A D
I locked horns with the devil himself
G
Been a rodeo fool,a son of a gun
A D
And a hobo with stars in his crown
Chorus.
D G
Ride me down easy Lord,ride me on down
