Times - I've Got To Be Free
When - Life's 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
I'm - A Fonda-Less 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 Eagle-Like
Up In The Heights I'm Flying Away On My Bike
So High, So Free, Just Us Seems My Bikes Riding Me
Whenever I Can't Get Satisfaction
If Ever I Can't 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
Don't Care Where I'm A Real Easy Rider
Anywhere As Free As A Glider
Yeah Better Than Charlie
I Get Off, Off On My Harley
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 Eagle-Like
Up In The Heights I'm Flying Away On My Bike
So High, So Free, Just Us Seems My Bikes Riding Me
