Ride Ride Ride
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...
[ steel ]
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...
Monta Monta Monta
Si no me quieres, nena, si no estás satisfecha
Si no te importa, súbete a tu caballo y monta, monta, monta
Desde que te subiste a tu alto caballo con todos esos amigos elegantes que encontraste
Has tenido dificultades para verme, siempre estás mirando hacia abajo
Si no me quieres, nena...
Hablaste de mí, cariño, y trataste de derribarme
Pero mientras me estás tirando tierra, lentamente estás perdiendo terreno
Si no me quieres, nena...
[ acero ]
Si no me quieres, nena...
Te devolveré tu segundo violín hoy
Porque, nena, ese es un instrumento que nunca aprendí a tocar
Si no me quieres, nena...
Si no me quieres, nena...
Escrita por: L. Anderson / Lynn Anderson