…An old cowpoke went riding out one dark and windy day Along the ridge he rested as he went along his way When all at once a mighty herd of red-eyed cows he saw A-plowing through the ragged brush and up the cloudy draw…

…past houses, farms & fields Passin′ graves that have no name, freight yards full of old black men And the graveyards of rusted automobiles Good mornin' America, how are you? Don't you know me? I′m your native son! I′m the…

…I was a highwayman. Along the coach roads I did ride With sword and pistol by my side Many a young maid lost her baubles to my trade Many a soldier shed his lifeblood on my blade The bastards hung me in the spring of…

…life The beauty of this ride ahead such an incredible high It's hard to light a candle, easy to curse the dark instead This moment the dawn of humanity The last ride of the day Wake up, Dead Boy Enter adventureland…

…Push it to the Limit Walk along the razor's edge But don't look down, just keep your head and you'll be finished Open up the limit Past the point of no return You've reached the top but still you gotta learn How to…

…I'm drained but aching for more And the devil inside is reading The words of the saddest poem To be engraved on the stone on my grave I'd kill to share your pain (and carry the shame) And sell my soul for you just to…

…This is from ‘72 also About being on the road lt’s called turn the page, yeah One, two, three, and... On a long and lonesome highway East of Omaha, You can listen to the engine Moaning out its one-note song. You can…