Where the wind blows babe I'll be riding high with it Holding on for my dear life Just like I always did Close your eyes babe Take a breath, say my name And I'll be there My love will find you anywhere

Where the wind blows babe I'll be riding high with it Holding on for my dear life Just like I always did Close your eyes babe Take a breath, say my name And I'll be there My love will find you anywhere

I pull my blue jeans on, I pull my old blue jeans on When I wake up in the mornin' light I pull on my jeans and I feel all right You and me, we'll go motorbike ridin' in the sun And the wind and the rain I got money in my pocket, I got a tiger in my tank

Shooting for the stars Cruise the speed of light Glowin' god of Mars Body burning bright Well I'm ridin', ridin' on the wind Yes I'm ridin', ridin' on the wind Tearing up through life Million miles an hour Blinding all in sight

Could this be love That I hear calling There was a young girl Ridin' on the wind She had all of the answers Didn't need to pretend I remember - she was the only friend I ever needed Now I wonder

If you want to know the real me, just turn the page in my dirt road diary. It’s right there for you to see, every kiss, every beer, every cotton field memory. Tan legs and some Dixie Land delight, ridin’ round, windows down on a summer night. I was

There he goes... One, two, one, two, three, four... Know a man...his face seemed pulled and tense... Like he's riding on a motorbike in the strongest winds... So I approach with tact...suggest that he should relax... But he's always movin' much too

I pull my blue jeans on, I pull my old blue jeans on When I wake up in the mornin' light I pull on my jeans and I feel all right You and me, we'll go motorbike ridin' in the sun And the wind and the rain I got money in my pocket, I got a tiger in my tank

Ghost Riders in the sky Yippie yi ooh Yippie yi yay An old cowboy went riding out one dark and windy day Upon a ridge he rested as he went along his way When all at once a mighty herd of red eyed cows he saw A-plowing through the ragged sky and up the

Ghost riders in the sky Yippie yi ooh Yippie yi yay An old cowboy went riding out one dark and windy day Upon a ridge he rested as he went along his way When all at once a mighty herd of red eyed cows he saw A-plowing through the ragged sky and up the