It was just another night
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 into 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 used to 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
I 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 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
They call her Easy
They used to say
it's not a way
for a body to be
They call her Easy
She is giving out her love for free
The next day found me
walking in town
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
Oh dream of the kind of world
it could be
If we were free
with our love like Easy
It's a hard world
we must learn to be easy
In a cold cold world
I must love the ones who please me
Easy
They call her Easy
They used to say
it's not a way
for a body to be
They call her Easy
She is giving out her love for free
Oh they call her Easy
They used to say
it's not a way
for a body to be
They call her Easy
Well she is giving out her love
for free
Oh they call her Easy
They used to say
it's not a way
for a body to be
They call her Easy