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.