It is the night/My body’s weak
I’m on the run/No time for sleep
I’ve got to ride/Ride like the wind
To be free again
And I’ve got such a long way to go
To make it to the border of Mexico
So I’ll ride like the wind/Ride like the wind
I was born the son/of a lawless man
Always spoke my mind/with a gun in my hand
Lived nine lives/Gunned down ten
Gonna ride like the wind
Accused and tried/and told to hang
I was nowhere in sight/when theChurch bells rang
Never was the kind/to do as I was told
Gonna ride like the wind
before I get old
-Christopher Cross
