Ride, Ride, Ride - Lynn Anderson

If you don't want me baby if you're not satisfied

If you don't care get on your horse and ride ride ride

Since you got on your high horse all those fancy friends you've found

You've had a hard time seeing me you're always looking down

If you don't want me baby...

You talked about me honey and you tried to tear me down

But while you're throwin' dirt at me you're slowly losing around

If you don't want me baby...

If you don't want me baby...

I'll have your second fiddle returned to you today

Cause baby that's one instrument I've never learned to play

If you don't want me baby...

If you don't want me baby...