Freedom Rides

Strap that helmet on real tight,
For the long ride that lay ahead,
You're going to be good and tired ,
Tonight as you rest in your bed.

Down that long, winding, dusty road,
The sun beating from the sky,
I tell you dear that freedom rides,
Live life till you die.

Freedom rides, wind in your hair,
All in a world of your own,
Forgetting all your aches and pain,
Until at night you return home.

I tell you, freedom rides,
Like a life you've never known,
When you ride in a group,
Or chose to ride alone.

Messed up hair, racoon eyes,
 Dust blowing wild and free,
Singing tunes to the top of our lungs,
Just enjoying life, you and me.

Down that long, winding, dusty road,
 The sun beating from the sky,
I tell you dear that freedom rides,
So live life till you die.