BALLAD OF NICE & EASY

And so we ride on The ballad of nice and easy Young and carefree Were coming along The ballad of nice and easy Young and carefree Two of these kids grew up on the same street And though some folks blow it There's no smoke in their eyes Tying their dreams with doubled - up laces Fallin' free fallin' tangled up 'til they die And so we ride on The ballad of nice and easy Young and carefree Were coming along The ballad of nice and easy Young and carefree Everyone knows they'll get their hands dirty Ripping at seams and smoking hot knives If sooner or later there's an end to hit candle We'll burn it at both ends Then switch on the light And so we ride on The ballad of nice and easy Young and carefree Were coming along The ballad of nice and easy Young and carefree And so we ride on The ballad of nice and easy Young and carefree Were coming along The ballad of nice and easy Young and carefree