I long for the wind as it blows through my hair. For when I’m out ridding I haven’t a care. I feel so much freedom It beckons to me It keeps calling out come ride and be free. The sound of the engine The G’s in a turn The smell of some rubber You may sometimes burn The feel of the gas tank As it meets with your chest And tells you that wheely was one of your best So ride free my friend Ride free and true Know my best wishes Go ridding with you. Rew 5/26/08
What a gorgeous night to ride, the temperature's just right. Jeans an "T" and a leather vest, are quite suitable tonight. I walk out, get on my bike. Turn the key; switch on headlight. Push the button; start her up. Set aside my coffee cup. Sitting on my steed of steel. The road ahead has much appeal. The air feels good as I ride out. Great night to ride without a doubt. Twisting on my throttle grip, into traffic now I slip. My headlight shines on lines of white. This road, this bike, both feel so right. Accelerating past some cars, stopping at some smaller bars. Grab a burger and some fries. Lets move on my buddy cries. So many places I've not seen. Come on lets ride! Know what I mean? We've turns to make and, roads to cross, Lets keep ridding until we're lost. As we ride on through the night, Much to soon comes morning's light. Our eyes now heavy needing sleep. The highways call will for now keep. Rew 2/9/04
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I long for the wind
as it blows through my hair.
For when I’m out ridding
I haven’t a care.
I feel so much freedom
It beckons to me
It keeps calling out
come ride and be free.
The sound of the engine
The G’s in a turn
The smell of some rubber
You may sometimes burn
The feel of the gas tank
As it meets with your chest
And tells you that wheely
was one of your best
So ride free my friend
Ride free and true
Know my best wishes
Go ridding with you.
Rew 5/26/08
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What a gorgeous night to ride,
the temperature's just right.
Jeans an "T" and a leather vest,
are quite suitable tonight.
I walk out, get on my bike.
Turn the key; switch on headlight.
Push the button; start her up.
Set aside my coffee cup.
Sitting on my steed of steel.
The road ahead has much appeal.
The air feels good as I ride out.
Great night to ride without a doubt.
Twisting on my throttle grip,
into traffic now I slip.
My headlight shines on lines of white.
This road, this bike, both feel so right.
Accelerating past some cars,
stopping at some smaller bars.
Grab a burger and some fries.
Lets move on my buddy cries.
So many places I've not seen.
Come on lets ride!
Know what I mean?
We've turns to make and, roads to cross,
Lets keep ridding until we're lost.
As we ride on through the night,
Much to soon comes morning's light.
Our eyes now heavy needing sleep.
The highways call will for now keep.
Rew 2/9/04
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