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She was flying through the desert on a panhead painted red
Her mama used to tell her 'bout running with the Grateful Dead
She don't hang around nowhere too long
She'll love you like the devil then she's gone
She won't be no easy rider
Got a heart hard as hell
She's a die-hard fly-by-nighter
But she won't be no easy rider
She won't be no easy rider
She ran into a little bit of trouble down in Abilene
She was the meanest little pistol-packing woman they'd ever seen
You might hold her but you won't tie her down, no
And you'll be the last to know when she blows town
She won't be no easy rider
She's got a heart hard as hell
She's a die-hard fly-by-nighter
She won't be no easy rider
No, she won't be no easy rider
She won't be no easy rider
Got a heart hard as hell
She's a die-hard fly-by-nighter
She won't be no easy rider
No, she won't be no easy rider