Born To Ride

I was born to the outlaw branch of my hillbilly family tree|Four walls rules and the law naah they never took a liking to me|Give me a wolf pack howling on an open road yeah living out on the edge|This leather and chrome ain't coming home till i'm down to my last breath||Chorus:|Fly like a bullet fast and free|I'm a rolling stone come roll with me|I keep on digging up danger|I keep one sitting in the chamber|State to state town to town|Keep your shinny side up and your dirty side down|All ya black top 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 mamma she prays all day i'll slow down but here's the deal|You know I do what I can mr. Preacher man but i'm damned to hell on wheels|Give me a two lane highway any day and some red neck rock and roll|They say four wheels they move the body baby but two wheels move the soul||Chorus:|Come on|Fly like a bullet fast and free|I'm a rolling stone come roll with me|I keep on digging up danger|I keep one sitting in the chamber|State to state town to town|Keep your shinny side up and your dirty side down|All ya black top 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||Chorus|