I've seen the moonlit lake The brown leaves blown across the way I've seen the icy black November I've seen the meadow & the stoplight up in front of me I've seen some things I can't remember...
I'm a motorcycle rider that's what I am I'm a motorcycle rider
I've seen the beauty of the open plain, the wide terrain I've seen some pretty girls thru' visors I've seen my way across six thousand miles of toll-free road N' every journey put me wiser... All along the valley wall The white lines and the freeway There my lover calls to me above the engine roar...