Times, Ive got to be free When lifes too much for me On my motor cycle I get away from people Off to the sandstone sea Cross the desert highway I will ride Up to the heights, just me and my bike we will glide So high, so free, just us, seems my bikes riding me Im a fondaless hopper Just me and my chopper On the desert sand strip Nearly break the hand grip No, nothing can stop her Heading for the mountains eaglelike Up in the heights, Im flying away on my bike So high, so free, just us, seems my bikes riding me Whenever I cant get satisfaction If ever I cant get any action Anytime I really want to let rip Take main street like it was a drag strip Turning on, burning up the freeway Treating it just like a speedway Dont care where, Im a real easy rider Anywhere, as free as a glider Yeah, better than Charlie I get off, off on my Harley, yeah Like a hunting condor See, she will swoop and soar Racing down the mountains Shooting up like fountains Hear, hear her scream and roar Flying round the mountains eaglelike Up in the heights, Im flying away on my bike So high, so free, just us, seems my bikes riding me
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