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...