Ever since Susan Johnson lost her jockey knee
There has been much excitement and more to be
You can hear her mourning night and morn
Yes, I wonder where my easy rider′s gone
Now cablegrams come of sympathy
Telegrams go of inquiry
Letters come from Alabam'
And everywhere that Uncle Sam
Has even a rude delivery
All day the phone rings, but it′s not for me
And at last good tidings fill our hearts with glee
And this message come all the way from Tennessee
This what it said
Dear Sue, your easy rider
Struck this bird today
On a southbound rattler
A side door Pullman car
Yes, see him here
And he was on the hog
I said easy riders
Gotta stay away
So he had to vamp it
But the hike ain't far
He's gone where the southern
Cross to Yellow Dog
Writer(s): W C Handy Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
