This page and my webpage
It is the night, my body’s weak
I’m on the run, no time to sleep
I’ve got to ride, ride like the wind, to be free again
And I’ve got such a long way to go, to make it to the border of Mexico
So I’ll ride like the wind, ride like the wind
I was born the son of a lawless man, always spoke my mind with a gun in my hand
Lived nine lives, gunned down ten
Gonna ride like the wind
And I’ve got such a long way to go, to make it to the border of Mexico
So I’ll ride like the wind, ride like the wind
Gonna ride like the wind
Accused and tried and told to hang, I was nowhere in sight when the church bells rang
Never was the kind to do as I was told, gonna ride like the wind before I get old
It is the night, my body’s weak
I’m on the run, no time to sleep
I’ve got to ride, ride like the wind, to be free again
Ride Like The Wind by Christopher Cross 1980