Blitzen Trapper - American Goldwing lyrics

We ride these waters dark and dusty So ride my people ride With your muskets aimed at the falling rain 'Cause the city ain't no place to hide Oh my sister's in the boat behind Baby, curse the crime My lovers mind is made, is made And I think it's time to get on board I left my home and all my money To wrestlin with the wind On a lone gold wing Gon' cross the ocean 'Cause I heard that its a heck of a swim Oh my sisters left to be an indians bride Baby curse the times made me curse the tides that rise That ride Ain't it funny how the time just flies Oh lord, oh lord Don't you think it's time toget on board? Well my gaskets blown from strikin' the stone Gunna curse the cave where I was made I know, I know I'm stayin' if the wind don't blow Oh lord, oh lord You know I guess I better get on board Did you haunt the gold wing 1980? Ride my baby, ride We rode so low (I absolutely cannot understand the words right here) And then up through the valley below Oh my sisters playin' in a rock and roll band Made me curse the sky, curse the land It's true, it's true That I'm only just pa**in' through Oh lord, oh lord And I think its time to get on board I know, I know I'm stayin' if the wind don't blow Oh no, oh no Ya know I think its time to get on board