Born To Ride

I was born to the outlaw branch
Of my hillbilly family tree
4 Walls rules and the law naw they
Never took a liking to me
Give me a wolf pack howlin on open
Road yeah livin out on the edge
This leather and crome ain't coming
Home till I'm down to my last breath

Well fly like a bullet fast and free
I'm a rollin stone come roll with me yeah
I keep on diggin up danger
I keep one sittin in the chamber
State to state town to town keep
Your shiny side up and your dirty side down
Are ya blacktop hammer down rebels
Don't stop running with the devil
Rip it up country wide till the good
Lord takes me baby I was born to ride

Sweet momma she prays all day
I slow down but heres the deal.
You know I do what I can mr preacher
Man but I'm damned to hell on wheels
Give a two lane highway anyday and some redneck rock n roll.
They say 4 wheels may move the
Body baby but 2 wheels moves the soul

Well fly like a bullet fast and free
I'm a rollin stone come roll with me yeah.
I keep on diggin up danger. I keep one sittin in the chamber.
State to state town to town keep your
Shiny side up and your dirty side down
Are ya blacktop hammer down rebels

Don't stop running with the devil
Rip it up country wide till the good lord
Takes me baby I was born to ride
Hahaha I was born to ride... Hammer down
Born to ride... Oh come on baby
I was born to ride!