Hearts of fire Streets of stone Modern warriors Saddle iron horses of chrome
Taste the wild Lick the wind Like something they never saw before Their jaws dropping to the floor Steel made of soul and sin
Rebels born without a care And the day he listens Only to fly where eagles dare And the night she whispers
Chorus: Ride the wind Never coming back until I touch the midnight sun Ride the wind Never coming back again Ride the wind Never coming back until I touch the midnight sun
Painted flesh Loyalty Humble pride Just as far as the eye can see
Stories told Two old friends Of battle scars and lonely bars And nights the rain wouldn't end
Here's to withered eyes wearing gypsy smiles And the day he listens Here's to lovely ladies and a million miles And the night she whispers
Chorus
Ride the wind I'm still the bravest soul in sin, Burning till the night is done.
Solo
Of all the truths and lies And stories of riders in the sky They say only the bravest try Where eagles and angels dare to fly
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