I've got the motor running, I'm heading to the top,
I've been losing my mind for a long long time,
Like a locomotive, with the sun at my back,
I'm like a lonesome train on a lonesome track.
Oh hell, my hell of a ride,
I'm riding through the night,
Cos it makes me feel good,
Oh hell, my hell of a ride,
Cos on the highway,
Makes me feel alive.
Ghost riders in my rearview mirror, coming closer to me,
They call me the breeze cos I wanna live free,
Sixty miles to Ohio, six days on the road,
Six days of freedom I'm a road worn son of a gun.
Oh hell, my hell of a ride,
I'm riding through the night,
Cos it makes me feel good,
Oh hell, my hell of a ride,
Cos on the highway,
Makes you feel alive.
Like a locomotive, with the sun at my back,
I'm like a lonesome train on a lonesome track,
Sixty miles to Ohio, six days on the road,
Six days of freedom I'm a road worn son of a gun.
Oh hell, my hell of a ride,
I'm riding through the night,
Cos it makes me feel good,
Oh hell, my hell of a ride,
Cos on the highway,
Makes you feel alive.

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