it was just another night and i was out on a limb looking for someone to help me back in a couple of hours of cruising around brought me into a bar and i sat me down nothing much to be found so i got in to talking to the old bar man he said you got a problem i can understand and i know a little lady who is all alone if you find her she will take you home she don t like to spend her nights alone they call her easy they say it s not a way for a body to be they call her easy she is giving out her love for free i found her on the street like the bartender said she was not great looking but not that bad walked on up to her and didn t say a word but my eyes were talking and i think she heard yes she heard me we walked down the road to a rundown farm she lit a couple of candles and she held out her arms lord she was gentle as a windblown sigh in the morning while dressing i could hear her cry she was crying and i went flying out of there the next day found me walking in ton saw the old bartender and i flagged him down i thanked him for the girl and told him that she pleased me and laughed a little bit about how she was easy but the old man stopped me with the look in his eye he said you know i had hoped you weren t that kind of guy dream of the kind of world it could be if we were with our loves like easy it s a hard world we must learn to be easy in a cold world i must love the ones who please me easy 