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.