Wake up in the morning and run to my garage
Chrome and steel are shining in the dark
Cranking up the engine of my motorbike
With a sound of thunder, the pistons on fire
It's a perfect relation between man and machine
Nobody got a hold on me
They call me easy rider
Moving down the highway, riding from town to town
A vagabond for life, strong and proud
Looking for some action, travelling on
With a feeling of freedom, life can be fun
It's a perfect relation between man and machine
Nobody got a hold on me
They call me easy rider
Traveling through the country from north to south
From east to west and the other way around
Speeding down the highway, I am king of the road
Love the life I live, it's wild and bold