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RIDE ME DOWN EASY
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(B.J. Shaver)
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The highway, she's hotter than nine kindsa hell
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Rise are as scarce as rain
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When you're down to your last chuck, with nothing to tell
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An' too far away from the trains
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Been a good month's of Sundays in a guitar go
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Had a tall drink o' yesterday's wine
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Left a long string of friends, some sheeps in the wind
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And some satisfied women behind
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Hey, ride me down easy, Lord - ride me all down
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Leave word in the dust, where I lay
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Say I'm easy come, easy go
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And easy to love where I stay
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RIDE ME DOWN EASY
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| Scott Walker |
