She's just waiting for the summertime when the weathers fine She could hitch a ride out of town And so far away from that low town good for nothing mistake making fool With excuses like baby that was a long time ago But that's just a euphemism if you

And I won't be back till fall Oh see, see see rider Girl see, what you've done Oh, oh, oh see see rider See what you've done now You've gone away and left me, Lord, now and now the blues have come, oh yes, they do Oh, well I'm goin', goin' away baby Oh

I'm an eagle that rides on the breeze Over mountains and forests and seas And to go anywhere that I please They came flying from far away, now I'm under their spell I love hearing the stories that they tell They've seen places beyond my land and they've

The stowaways of civil war When living through a civil war "God bless our little civil war" Progress rides with thieves and whores I don't know you to wear a hat But I came home late and there it sat You rose to show what hats are for Christmas mornings

You can have your space, cowboy I ain't gonna fence you in Go on ride away, in your Silverado Sunsets fade, and love does too I'll see you around again 'Cause I know my place, and it ain't with you When a horse wants to run, ain't no sense in closing the

We played king of the mountain out on the end The world come chargin' up the hill, and we were women and men Now there's so much that time, time and memory fade away We got our own roads to ride and chances we gotta take We stood side by side each one

Hot ride in my air balloon Skipping fast right around the moon You hear me Up, up and away in my beautiful, my beautiful Up, up and away in my beautiful, my beautiful balloon Now get out Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, Gimme, gimme,

Just to make you love me, love me, love me 'Cause I’m crazy about you There’s nothing that I won’t do Throw away my pride for you Just to make you love me, want me, trust me Baby, I know I’m not ashamed Just need you and I could care less If everyone

Far away like a radio All broke down, comin' in low Red lights flash, static and snow I was ridin' shotgun with the driver The lovers and the rounders Come along with me to L.A. Me and my bride On a Greyhound back

Baby when the lights go out I hear you calling (I hear you calling) And I can't get away In spite of all the consequence In spite of all my pride In spite of little things you said That hide me deep inside I believe your love