Downhill Ryder

(альбом: Rough Diamonds - 1982)

I'm a downhill ryder, babe I ain't going down slow
I'm a downhill ryder; I get the urge that it's time to go

Take my cue from my old guitar,
that I used to play,
Underneath the moon and the
stars, 'til the break of day

I'm a free flying glider, got my
head up in the clouds
I'm a free flying glider; I don't ever want to come down

Take my cue from the moon and
the stars that I used to play,
Underneath with my old guitar 'til the break of day, Yeah.

All across the nation I can feel a vibration,
Let it in your mind, let it shine.
Take my cue from the moon and the stars,
That I used to play, underneath with my old guitar,
'Til the break of day, all across the nation,
I can feel the vibration, let it in your mind,
It's going to shine, yes it's going to shine
Well I'm a downhill ryder,
I'm a down, down, down, down, downhill ryder,
Got the wind in my sails; baby I'm a cool man,
Down, down, down, downhill ryder,
Down, down, down