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Here is a collection of lyrics to tunes which feature bikes or the spirit of riding. Click on the title to see the lyrics.
Unknown Legend - Neil Young Long May You Run - Neil Young Motorcycle Mama - Neil Young The Motorcycle Song - Arlo Guthrie Rockin' Down the Highway - Doobie Brothers A Harley Someday - David Allan Coe Roll Me Away - Bob Seger Dangerous - Doobie Brothers	Roll on Down the Highway - BTO Born to be Wild - Steppenwolf Highway to Hell - AC/DC Little Lover - AC/DC Cowboys Like Us - George Strait Wanted: Dead or Alive - Bon Jovi Bad Motor Scooter - Montrose She Likes It Too - Alan Jackson

"Unknown Legend"
Neil Young

She used to work in a diner
Never saw a woman look finer
I used to order just to watch her float across the floor
She grew up in a small town
Never put her roots down
Daddy always kept movin',
so she did too.

Somewhere on a desert highway
She rides a Harley-Davidson
Her long blonde hair flyin' in the wind
She's been runnin' half her life
The chrome and steel she rides
Collidin' with the very air she breathes
The air she breathes.

You know it ain't easy
You got to hold on
She was an unknown legend in her time
Now she's dressin' two kids
Lookin' for a magic kiss
She gets the far-away look
in her eyes.

The air she breathes.

"Long May You Run"
Neil Young

We've been through
some things together
With trunks of memories still to come
We found things to do
in stormy weather
Long may you run.

Long may you run.
Long may you run.
Although these changes have come
With your chrome heart shining in the sun
Long may you run.

Well, it was
back in Blind River in 1962
When I last saw you alive
But we missed that shift
on the long decline
Long may you run.

Long may you run.
Long may you run.
Although these changes have come
With your chrome heart shining
in the sun
Long may you run.

Maybe The Beach Boys
have got you now
With those waves
singing "Caroline No"
Rollin' down
that empty ocean road
Gettin' to the surf on time.

Long may you run.
Long may you run.
Although these changes have come
With your chrome heart shining
in the sun
Long may you run.

"Motorcycle Mama"
Neil Young

Motorcycle Mama
Won't you lay your big spike down
Motorcycle Mama
Won't you lay your big spike down
I always get in trouble
when you bring it round
Motorcycle Mama
Won't you lay it down.

I'm runnin',
I'm runnin', I'm runnin'
Down the proud highway
Yeah, I'm runnin',
I'm runnin', I'm runnin'
Down the proud highway
And as long as I keep movin'
I won't need a place to stay.

Motorcycle Mama
Won't you lay your big spike down
Motorcycle Mama
Won't you lay your big spike down
I always get in trouble
when you bring that round
Motorcycle Mama
Won't you lay it down.

Well I'm here to deliver
I hope you can read my mail
I just escaped last night
From the memory county jail
I see your box is open
And you flag is up
My message is ready
If there's time enough.

Motorcycle Mama
Won't you lay your big spike down
Motorcycle Mama
Won't you lay your big spike down
I always get in trouble
when you bring it round
Motorcycle Mama
Won't you lay it down.

The Motorcycle Song
Arlo Guthrie

I don't want a pickle
Just want to ride on my motorsickle
And I don't want a tickle
'Cause I'd rather ride on my motorsickle
And I don't want to die
I just want to ride on my motorcy...cle

It was late last night the other day
I thought I'd go up and see Ray
So l went up and I saw Ray
There was only one thing Ray could say, was:

I don't want a pickle
Just want to ride on my motorsickle
And I don't want a tickle
'Cause I'd rather ride on my motorsickle
And I don't want to die
I just want to ride on my motorcy...cle

Just last week I was on my bike
I run into a friend named Mike
Run into my friend named Mike
Mike no longer has a bike.
He cries:

I don't want a pickle
Just want to ride on my motorsickle
And I don't want a tickle
'Cause I'd rather ride on my motorsickle
And I don't want to die
I just want to ride on my motorcy...cle

"Rockin' Down the Highway"

Doobie Brothers

Got those highway blues, can’t you hear my motor runnin’
Flyin’ down the road with my foot on the floor
All the way in town they can hear me comin’
Ford’s about to drop, she won’t do no more
And I smell my motor burnin’
Underneath the hood is smoke
Can’t stop, and I can’t stop
Got to keep on movin’ or I’ll lose my mind

Oh, rockin’ down the highway
Oh, rockin’ down the highway
Oh, rockin’ down the highway
Oh, rockin’ down the highway

The highway patrol got his eyes on me
I know what he’s thinkin’ and it ain’t good
I’m movin’ so fast he can barely see me
Gonna lose that man, I know I should
I gotta kick in my pedal
Make my ford move a little bit faster
Can’t stop, and I can’t stop
Got to keep on movin’ or I’ll lose my mind

Oh, rockin’ down the highway
Oh, rockin’ down the highway
Oh, rockin’ down the highway
Oh, rockin’ down the highway

"Harley Someday"
David Allan Coe

Those Harley's they cost so much money
A Honda is all he could buy
He covers it up on his car port,
If anyone saw it he'd die.

He acts just as tough as his buddies
They drink Harley Davidson beer.
And he tells anyone that will listen,
He's buying a panhead next year.

And we all laugh and think it's so funny,
Especially when we hear him say,
"Right now I'm just learning to ride, man
Oh but I'll have a Harley some day."

He don't take his bike to Daytona,
But he carries his helmet along.
And the Ironhorse Saloon shirt he's wearing,
Say's bike week 1981.

He's a bona fide wanna be tough guy.
With long hair and chains on his boots.
He works 9 to 5 Monday through Friday
In loafers and Ivy League suits.

And we all laugh and think it's so funny,
Especially when we hear him say,
"Right now I'm just learning to ride, man
Oh but I'll have a Harley some day."

And he's thinking of getting a tattoo,
And maybe an earring or two.
As much as we hate to admit it,
We all know what he's going through.

We say he's a true weekend warrior,
He's wearing his old Harley hat.
And the truth is it's hard to remember,
That we all started out just like that.

And we all laugh and think it's so funny,
Especially when we hear him say,
"Right now I'm just learning to ride, man
Oh but I'll have a Harley some day.
Yeah but I'll have a Harley someday."

"Roll Me Away"
Bob Seger & the Silver Bullet Band

Took a look down a westbound road,
Right away I made my choice.
Headed out to my big two-wheeler,
I was tired of my own voice.
Took a bead on the northern plains
And just rolled that power on.

Twelve hours out of Mackinaw City,
Stopped in a bar to have a brew.
Met a girl, and we had a few drinks,
And I told her what I'd decided to do.
She looked out the window a long, long moment,
Then she looked into my eyes.
She didn't have to say a thing,
I knew what she was thinkin'.

Roll, roll me away,
Won't you roll me away tonight?
I too am lost, I feel double-crossed,
And I'm sick of what's wrong and what's right.
We never even said a word,
We just walked out and got on that bike,
And we rolled,
And we rolled clean out of sight.

We rolled across the high plains,
Deep into the mountains.
Felt so good to me
Finally feelin' free.

Somewhere along a high road,
The air began to turn cold.
She said she missed her home.
I headed on alone. Oh!

Stood alone on a mountain top,
Starin' out at the Great Divide.
I could go east, I could go west,
It was all up to me to decide.
Just then I saw a young hawk flyin',
And my soul began to rise,
And pretty soon, my heart was singin'

Roll, roll me away,
I'm gonna roll me away tonight.
Gotta keep rollin', gotta keep ridin',
Keep searchin' till I find what's right.
And as the sunset faded
I spoke to the faintest first starlight,
And I said, "Next time,
Next time we'll get it right."
Roll me away. Roll me away. Roll me away.

<>"Dangerous"
Doobie Brothers

Come on over baby got nothin’ to lose
Well you never get enough o’ those
Highway blues
Just another road to freedom and you know that
It ain’t no crime
Can’t you hear it baby
Like thunder I know
Like the magic and the passion
Of rock and roll
It’s like a harley motorcycle baby raging out of control

Danger up ahead of you
Comin’ up behind you too
Turn it to the left
Turn it to the right
Now you twist the throttle up
With all your might

Dangerous, that’s why you love it

Well you like to drive fast baby
Slide up right beside me watch the
Broken lines fly
’cause there’s no one who can catch us
Just let anybody give it a try
Can’t you hear it baby like thunder I know
Like the magic and the passion of rock ’n’ roll

You’re a rebel and youknow it
And you’re not afraid to throw it away

"Bad Motor Scooter"
Montrose

If you get lonely on your daddy’s farm,
Just remember I don’t live too far…
And theres a red bridge that arcs the bay, yeah
You’ll be at my place in less than a day!

So get on your bad motor scooter and ride!
Come over to my place and stay all night.
First thing in the morning we’ll be feeling all right!
All right! All right! All right!
So get on your bad motor scooter and ride!

Ooh, the last time I seen your face,
Swore that no one’d take your place!
Now, since you been gone, I been feelin’ a-bad, yeah!
I come out to your place – I’m afraid of your dad.

So you… get on your bad motor scooter and ride!
Come over to my place and stay all night. Yeah!
First thing in the morning we’ll be feeling all right!
All right! All right! All right! All right!

Get on your bad motor scooter and ride!
Ride! Ride! Ride!
C’mon Baby!
Yeah…
Crank it on up!

Get on your bad motor scooter and ride!
Come over to my place and stay all night, Babe.
First thing in the morning we’ll be feeling all right!
All right! All right! All right! All right!
Get on your bad motor scooter…
Get on your bad motor scooter…
A-get on your bad motor scooter…
And ri-ii-ii-ii-ii-ii-ide!

"Roll on Down the Highway"
Bachman Turner Overdrive

We rented a truck and a semi to go
Travel down the long and winding road
Look on the map I think we've been here before,
Close up the doors let's roll once more.

Cop on the corner, look he's startin' to write
I don't need no ticket so I screamed out of sight,
Drove so fast that my eyes can't see,
Look in the mirror is he still followin' me?

Let it roll down the highway
Let it roll down the highway,
Roll, roll.

Look at the sign, we're in the wrong place
Come on boys, let's get ready to race
454 coming over the hill
The man on patrol, is going to give us a bill.

The time's real short, you know the distance is long
I'd rather have a jet but it's not in the song
Climb back in the cab, cross your fingers for luck
We gotta keep movin' if we're going to make a buck.

Let it roll down the highway

"Born to be Wild"
Steppenwolf

Get your motor runnin'
Head out on the highway
Lookin' for adventure
And whatever comes our way
Yeah Darlin' go make it happen
Take the world in a love embrace
Fire all of your guns at once
And explode into space

I like smoke and lightning
Heavy metal thunder
Racin' with the wind
And the feelin' that I'm under
Yeah Darlin' go make it happen
Take the world in a love embrace
Fire all of your guns at once
And explode into space

Like a true nature's child
We were born, born to be wild
We can climb so high
I never wanna die

Born to be wild
Born to be wild

"Highway to Hell"
AC/DC

Livin' easy, lovin' free,
Season ticket on a one-way ride
Askin' nothin', leave me be,
Takin' everything in my stride
Don't need reason, don't need rhyme,
Ain't nothin' I would rather do
Goin' down, party time,
My friends are gonna be there, too
Yeah...

I'm on the highway to Hell!
On the highway to Hell!
Highway to Hell!
I'm on the highway to Hell!

No stop signs, speed limit,
Nobody's gonna slow me down
Like a wheel, gonna spin it,
Nobody's gonna mess me 'round
Hey Satan, payin' my dues,
Playin' in a rockin' band
Hey momma, look at me,
I'm on my way to the Promised Land
Whoo!'

I'm on the highway to Hell!
Highway to Hell!
I'm on the highway to Hell!
Highway to Hell, mmmmm...
Don'tcha stop me!
Ah! Ah! Ow!

I'm on the highway to Hell!
On the highway to Hell!
I'm on the highway to Hell!
On the highway to - whoa!
(Highway to Hell!)
I'm on the highway to Hell!
(Highway to Hell!)
I'm on the high-!
(Highway to Hell!)
Whoa-oh yeah!
(Highway to Hell!)
And I'm goin' down...
All the waaaaay! Whoa!
On the highway to Hell...

<>"Little Lover"
AC/DC

Saw you in the front row
Moving to the beat
Just movin' and groovin'
Killed me when I saw
The wet patch on your seat
Was it Coca Cola?
Oh baby I hope you liked the show
When the band said goodnight
I had to say hello

Little lover, I can't get you off my mind, no
Little lover, I've been trying hard to find
Someone like you

Oh baby you sure looked sweet
Cruisin'
A leg either side
Of my motorcycle seat
Just oozin'
Could have been a nightmare
Could have been a dream
But on my way home, baby
I thought I heard you scream

Little lover, I can't get you off my mind
Little Lover, oh I tried so hard to find
Someone to give me the things that I need, ah

Little lover, I can't get you off my mind, no
Little Lover, oh I tried so hard to find
Someone like you

You had my picture on your bedroom wall
Next to Gary Glitter, yeah
I was standing on the stage playing rock 'n' roll
I was a guitar picker, yeah
Never had a record
Never had a hit
Ooh baby, you didn't mind a bit

Little lover, I can't get you off my mind
Little Lover, you know I tried so hard to find
Someone like you, you, you
Baby I know you're a

Little lover, ooh

"Cowboys Like Us"
George Strait

I take off time to time
With those crazy friends of mine
Head out on steel horses
With wheels and we ride

We burn up that road to old Mexico
Blend in with the desert
Just we amigos
And we roll

Cowboys like us sure do have fun
Racin' the wind, chasin' the sun
Take the long way around back to square one
Today we're just outlaws out on the run
There'll be no regrets, no worries and such
For cowboys like us

We talk about livin', babies, and women
All that we've lost and all we've been givin'
We sing about true love, lie about things we ain't done
Drink one more cold one, come mornin' get up
And we roll

Cowboys like us sure do have fun
Racin' the wind, chasin' the sun
Take the long way around back to square one
Today we're just outlaws out on the run
There'll be no regrets, no worries and such
For cowboys like us

Cowboys like us sure do have fun
Racin' the wind, chasin' the sun
Take the long way around back to square one
Today we're just outlaws out on the run
There'll be no regrets, no worries and such
For cowboys like us

"Wanted Dead Or Alive"
Bon Jovi

It's all the same, only the names will change
Everyday it seems we're wasting away
Another place where the faces are so cold
I'd drive all night just to get back home

I'm a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride
Wanted dead or alive
I'm a cowboy
Wanted dead or alive

Sometimes I sleep, sometimes it's not for days
And the people I meet always go their separate ways
Sometimes you tell the day
By the bottle that you drink
And times when you're alone all you do is think

I'm a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride
Wanted dead or alive
I'm a cowboy
Wanted dead or alive

I walk these streets, a loaded six string on my back
I play for keeps, 'cause I might not make it back
I been everywhere, and I'm standing tall
I've seen a million faces an I've rocked them all

I'm a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride
Wanted dead or alive
I'm a cowboy, I got the night on my side
I'm a cowboy
Wanted dead or alive

<>"She Likes It Too"
Alan Jackson

I got my first motorcycle when I turned sixteen
I remember my mamma raisin' cane with me
She said, Son tell me why you wanna ride that thing
She didn't know about the blonde at the Dairy Queen

I got my own reasons why I do what I do
I like to ride motorcycles
And she likes it too
I like to ride motorcycles
And he likes it too

I always wore my hair just a little too long
Daddy didn't like it and he made no bones
If I'd have gotten it cut like he wanted me to
She wouldn't have had nothin' left to run her fingers through

I got my own reasons why I do what I do
I like to wear my hair long
And she likes it too
I like to wear my hair long
And she likes it too

I remember ridin' around with my buddies back home
Listenin' to some country on the radio
When they tried to change the station to some Rock 'n' Roll
I'd turn the Opry up just as loud as it'd go

I got my own reasons why I do what I do
I like country music
She likes it too
I like country music
She likes it too

Now I got a big Harley
And my hair is still long
And I'm still listening to a country song

I got my own reasons
Why I do what I do
I know what I like
She likes it too
I know what I like
She likes it too
Yeah I know what I like
She likes it too

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