Sunset Rider

Man on the bike Man on the bike And the leather creaks as the miles stack The wind's his only guide For the man on the bike Man on the bike Old tales spun in the chrome that shines A life's road mapped in the lines of his face With each roar he defies his age For the man on the bike Man on the bike Riding on through the heartland tales One with the road, he never fails Tire tracks lay down his sage advice Freedom's the fuel for the man on the bike Engine's heartbeat, thumping true Horizon calls in shades of blue Man on the bike Man on the bike With the throttle gripped, on this endless quest Cloaked in dust, in the sunset's arrest For the man on the bike Man on the bike