Ride Me Down Easy — текст песни (Jerry Lee Lewis)

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...
[ piano ]
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...