You breathe, I ride
Get out of my way I comin’ in on the inside
And now the outside
Ridin’ yea ridin’
You sleep, I ride
You don’t understand and you want to know why
I like ridin’
I like ridin’
You eat, I ride
Flyin’ down the road like a demon runs from light
Just take a deep breath and I’ll be out of sight
Ridin’ yea ridin’
You think, you’ll try
But it didn’t take long until you started to cry
You still insist the blame is on the bike
It wasn’t your day and you had to say goodbye
You can’t hide it.
You can’t ride it.
You think, I’ll die
But I’m skilled enough ta-miss you when I go by
Soon I’ll disappear into the night
Ridin’ yea ridin’
You drive, I ride
While boys play with toys
Real men were born to ride
Screamin’ down the road underneath the bright blue sky
Ridin’ yea ridin’.
"HOMEGROWN: The Making of the 1972-73 Providence College Friars" is a retrospective of that remarkable season as well as a history of the school's basketball program, which was responsible for drawing the local talent that propelled that team to succ
This book tells the story of the 1999 Providence College Friars baseball team, the last season that the sport was played at the institution. Baseball was set to be eliminated after that season in order for the school to comply with Title IX regulatio
This book tells the story of the 1999 Providence College Friars baseball team, the last season that the sport was played at the institution. Baseball was set to be eliminated after that season in order for the school to comply with Title IX regulatio
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