Dave Edmunds - Baby Ride Easy Lyrics
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Baby Ride Easy
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What Are The Lyrics For Baby Ride Easy By Dave Edmunds?
If I drove a truck
And I were waitress And I ordered coffee And I poured you some Then you'd stop by On your way sometime later And if we arm-wrestled I'd say that you won My baby, ride easy Ride high in the saddle all day If your lovin' is good And your cookin' ain't greasy Hitch up the chuck wagon And we'll ride away If I were a winsome pale senorita And I a bull-fighter, down in the sand While the band kept on playing That old Paso Doble I'd throw you a flower Would you take my hand? My baby, ride easy Ride high in the saddle all day If your lovin' is good And your cookin' ain't greasy Hitch up the chuck wagon And we'll ride away If I ran the country Yeah, I'd be your first lady And fix up the white house While you were away Waitin' while I'm passing time With world leaders And later, together alone we might lay My baby, ride easy Ride high in the saddle all day If your lovin' is good And your cookin' ain't greasy Hitch up the chuck wagon And we'll ride away My baby, ride easy Ride high in the saddle all day If your lovin' is good And your cookin' ain't greasy Hitch up the chuck wagon And we'll ride away Hitch up the chuck wagon And we'll ride away Hitch up the chuck wagon And we'll ride away Hitch up the chuck wagon Hitch up the chuck wagon Hitch up the chuck wagon And we'll ride away |
Who Wrote Baby Ride Easy By Dave Edmunds?
Richard J. Dobson
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