Stallions of the Highway Lyrics

Friday night, I feel all right
I get into my leathers
And I get out on my bikeThere's thunder in my ears
It's blasting down the gears
Kickin' up grit
I don't give a shitI got the wind in my hair
You know I don't even care
Stallions of the highwaySwitchblade's gleamin'
Engine screamin'
I'm laughin' at fate
I'm living to hateMy needle's showing red
I'm ridin' with the dead
Get out of my way
I'm a stallion of the highwayI got the wind in my hair
I don't even care
I broke out of my shell
I'm on a daytrip from hellDon't shed no tears
I been here fifteen yearsFriday night, I feel all right

I get into my leathers
And I get out on my bikeMy needle's showing red
I'm ridin' with the dead
Get out of my way
I got the wind in my hairI don't even care
Stallions of the highway
Of the highway
Songwriters
P. BYFORD, P. QUINN, S. DAWSON, P. GILLPublished by
Lyrics © CARLIN AMERICA INC