Sound of Freedom

Headed out to my ol two wheeler
Got that milwaukee eight warming up
Cams thumping
The Screaming Eagles pumping
Getting ready to kick up some dust
I got the tank on full
Just me and the road
Interstate keeps calling my name
Quick stop for some cigarettes
To keep me from going insane

Flying down the highway
With a fist full of throttle
Got my knees in the breeze
And my mind on a dollar
Living to ride and riding to live yeah
Can't you feel what I'm feeling
Gonna do it my way
Wouldn't wanna mislead you
No direction, destination
No rhyme or reason
Sir right there and listen to me son
Yeah that's the sound of Freedom

No time clock to punch
No bossman to please
Nobody bitching bout wrong and right
No who's cheating who
No broken barstools
Trying to keep them all in line
I'm on my own
Got nothing to lose
I keep pushing right on through
A lot of things have crossed my mind
But not once was it you

Flying down the highway
With a fist full of throttle
Got my knees in the breeze
And my mind on a dollar
Living to ride and riding to live
Yeah can't you feel what I'm feeling
Gonna do it my way
Wouldn't wanna mislead you
No direction, destination
No rhyme or reason
Sit right there and listen to me son
Yeah that's the sound of freedom

Flying down the highway
With a fist full of throttle
Got my knees in the breeze
And my mind on a dollar
Living to ride and riding to live
Yeah can't you feel what I'm feeling
Gonna do it my way
Wouldn't wanna mislead you
No direction, destination
No rhyme or reason
Sit right there and listen to me son
Yeah that's the sound of freedom



Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Henry
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