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ROADHAWG - SONGS FROM THE SEAT ALBUM - LYRICS:

(Copyright-Tim Banks-All Rights Reserved)

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1- LOUD PIPES:

The guy in that cage, he ain't lookin' at me, and I'm thinkin' he's about to do wrong.

Talkin' on his cell phone and blind to the sight of this biker just tryin' to get along.

But when I pull by his side I see the whites of his eyes, realize now he's starin' at me.

I know my pipes are loud, and they can draw a crowd.  You may not like it but I gotta' be seen.

 

Loud pipes save lives, you know that it's true. Gotta' get their attention, get 'em lookin' at you.

Loud pipes save lives, and that ain't a lie. it's a fact, I've seen it happen, I can testify.

I don't rely on their sight, sometimes that ain't so bright, cause they outweigh me by a pound or two.

Loud pipes save lives, you know that it's true.  Gotta' get 'em lookin' straight at you.

 

Don't wanna' bother anybody, but you need to realize, your'e sharin' the road with my ride.

I don't mean to be rude or inconvenience you, but there's a bigger issue goin' on.

 

Loud Pipes save lives, you know that it's true. Gotta' get their attention, get 'em lookin' at you.

Loud pipes save lives, and that ain't a lie.  It's a fact I've seen it happen, I can testify.

I don't rely on their sight, sometimes that ain't so bright, cause they outweigh me by a pound or two (thousand).

Loud pipes save lives, you know that it's true.  Gotta' get 'em lookin' straight at you.

 

In the far distant future I'll be too old to care.  I'll exchange my Harley for a rockin' chair.

With old friends there, and our hearin' aids on,  we'll keep on rockin' 'til the Lord calls us home......

 

Loud pipes save lives, you know that it's true. Gotta' get their attention, get 'em lookin' at you.

Loud pipes save lives, and that ain't a lie.  It's a fact I've seen it happen, I can testify.

I don't rely on their sight, sometimes that aint' so bright, cause they outweigh me by a pound or two.

Loud pipes save lives, you know that it's true, you gotta' get 'em lookin' straight at you.

Loud pipes save lives you know that it's true, ya gotta' get 'em lookin' straight at you.

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2- TEXAS TOAST:

 Many days on the road and now we're headed home, from New Mexico down to big "D".

And I dread what is comin' later on today, as the Texas sun rises in the east.

No clouds in the sky and I think i'm gonna fry.  I am sweatin' from my head to my feet.

And five hundred miles away my woman prays today.  "Keep him cool on that blazin' interstate".

 

Texas Toast... That is me.  I'm sunburned beyond relief.  Texas Toast... That is me.

Keep on rollin' through that Texas summer heat.

 

Drinkin' water like a fish and sweatin' like a pig.  It's goin' out faster than I drink it in.

I'm so hot that I could die, so tired that I could cry. I don't know if I will make it home again.

Well I am parched and almost dead, but there's a rest stop up ahead. It's enough to make a grown man cry.

I thought this would be fun, now I'm bakin' in the sun.  I will persevere by drawin' on my pride.

 

Texas Toast...  That is me.  I'm sunburned beyond relief.  Texas Toast...  That is me.

Keep on rollin' through that Texas summer heat.

 

We are ridin' like the wind, please notify my next of kin, if this heat just makes me melt away.

But drawin' on my biker pride, I believe I will arrive safe at home with my honey once again, once again...

 

Texas Toast, that is me, I'm sunburned beyond relief.  Texas Toast, that is me, I'm so hot I cannot breathe.

I wish my motorcycle ride had some air conditioning.  Keep on rollin' through that Texas summer heat.

Keep on rollin' through that Texas summer heat.

Rollin' through... that blazin'..... that blazin'....... Texas summer heat !

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3- MALIBU BLUE:

Malibu blue... Ain't half bad.   Malibu blue.... You know I'm glad.

On Highway 1... ridin' to the sun.  Malibu Blue.... We'll have some fun.

Leavin' L.A.... and my troubles behind.  Leavin' those freeways... in the dust behind.

Watchin' the ocean... as the miles roll by.  Malibu blue... Ain't life fine.

 

No excess baggage... we're travlin' light.  Just the essentials.... an uncluttered mind.

Me and my baby.... just spendin' time.  Malibu blue.... Ain't life fine.

 

Up that highway... 'til a quarter past five.  Big Sur is callin'... come and spend the night.

If we don't make it... Well that'll be alright.  Malibu blue... Ain't life fine.

 

Malibu blue... Ain't half bad.   Malibu blue... You know I'm glad.

On Highway 1..... Ridin' to the sun.  Malibu blue...  We'll have some fun.

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4- I AM WHAT I AM:

I am what I am, and I'm not what you might think.  When you see me on the street don't be alarmed, I'm really sweet.

Looks can be deceivin', you might think that I am mean.  But I am what I am from my head down to my feet.

 

My leathers they are worn, but my jacket sure is warm. When the cold wind blows across my fancy handlebars.

And my vest is dedicated to the One who gave His all.  The colors testify I know the Lord.

 

I like bikers of all kinds. Even those that others find to be out of touch with reality.

I can be all I an be when in Jesus I am free.  So can you if you listen to me.

Just open up your mind.  Stop a while and spend some time livin' in the Book that came from above.

Then trust His Holy Word. Read it through and prayer real hard. And God will break the chains that hold you down.

He'll break those chains.

 

You are what you are, and you're not what I might think.  When I see you on the street I pray to God that you are free.

Looks can be deceivin',  only God knows what you think.  You are what you are, from your head down to your feet.

You are what you are.  You are what you are.  You are what you are from your head, down to your feet.

You are what you are.  You are what you are.  You are what you are from your head.... down to... your feet.....

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5- BOWLEGGED BLUES:

I got the bowlegged blues, and I'm achin' !  I got the bowlegged blues, and I'm achin' !

It's time to stop.  I been ridin' too long, I need to get off, but I'm still singin' my song.

I got the bowlegged blues, and I'm achin' !

 

My motorcycle's rumblin' underneath, I need to stretch my legs and get some sweet relief.

My highway pegs seem to help a lot, but I still have to sit in that single spot.

Maybe tonight I'll rest and recuperate, and in the mornin' just sleep in late.

Mile after mile, day after day, ridin' all over the U.S.A. ...  I got the red, white and blue, bowlegged blues.

 

I sprinkled baby powder in my blue jean pants.  Maybe that'll help 'til I can get some rest.

It's too hot to ride and the road's so long, but I can't seem to stop because I'm singin' this song.

I need to stop!  But I don't wanna' stop.  I need to stop!  But I don't wanna stop.

I'm havin' too much fun on this lengthy run.  The problem is I'm sittin' on red hot buns !

I got the bowlegged blues, and now I'm chafin' !

 

I got the bowlegged blues, and I'm achin' !  I got the bowlegged blues, and I'm achin' !

It's time to stop! I been ridin' too long, I need to get off, but I'm still singin' my song,

I got the bowlegged blues, and I'm achin' !   I got the bow... wolegged blues... and I'm achin' !  I am achin' !

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6- MOTORCYCLE RAIN MAN:

He's ready to ride, so let it pour.  He's got a plan, he's headin' north, into the teeth of that thunderstorm.

It don't scare him, let it pour.  He's the rain man. We call him the rain man.

When the storm clouds gather in the east or wesy.  It don't matter cause he is the best.

When the sky opens up and he's soakin' wet, he just smiles and pretends that it's sweat.

He's the rain man.  The motorcycle rain man.

 

He don't say much, but he sure can ride.  No matter what conditions fall from the sky.

If you listen real close when he rolls through town, in the midst of the storm you can hear him growl.

It goes somethin' like this.... somethin' like this:

 

"Gimme' your best shot!  Show me some rain!  Gimme' your best shot!  Gimme' some pain!

Gimme' some cold win, and show me some hail!  Thunder and lightnin', now gimme' a gale.

Elemental conditions don't matter to me, I keep ridin' even when I cannot see.

I'm the rain man... Um hum, that's me !"

 

Well the roads are slick, he's slidin' around. And the wind is blowin' and the thunder is loud.

But he's havin' a ball as he covers ground, chasin' lightnin' and singin' out loud, 

It goes somethin' like this.... somethin' like this:

 

"Gimme' your best shot!  Show me some rain!  Gimme' your best shot!  Gimme' some pain!

Gimme' some cold wind, and show me some hail!  Thunder and lightnin', now gimme' a gale.

Elemental conditions don't matter to me, I keep ridin' even when I cannot see.

I'm the rain man...  the motorcycle rain man!"

 

I know it's hard to believe, but I tell you it's true, and if you think I'm kiddin', I got news for you:

He's the rain man, the motorycle rain man.

All good things come from the Lord above, and stormy weather is one thing he loves,

He's the rain man... the motorcycle rain man.....   motorcycle rain man !

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7- BETTER THAN FOUR:

Two wheels... on the pavement.   Two wheels... better than four.  The wind's in my face, don't have a care anymore.

All my burdens... they're blowin' away.  All my troubles... it seemed they were here to stay....

 

Two wheels... on the pavement.   Two wheels... better than four.  The wind's in my face, don't have a care anymore.

The wind's in my face, are you listenin' Lord.....

 

Oh Lord.. You know it's been hard.  And Lord... You know the pain in my heart.

And I thank You... for the grace to endure.  In spite of myself... I know my future's secure.

 

Two wheels... on the pavement.  Two wheels... better than four.  The wind's in my face, don't have a care anymore.

Two wheels... on the pavement.  Two wheels... better than four.  The wind's in my face, and I thank you Lord.

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8- LOOKIN' FOR A THRILL:

Lookin' for a thrill...  Here we go again.  Lookin' for the next thrill...  another pointless dead end.

Every time I find a thrill, it never satisfies. There's a hole in my heart, so big and dark, and to fill it seems so hard.

There's got to be an answer to this quandary that I'm in... chasin' after things that don't really make much sense.

I want off this endless treadmill, I'm not gettin' anywhere.  I think it's time to stop, get on my knees and say a prayer.

 

So I'm lookn' up to You Lord, like you promise that I can.  I'm lookin' up to You...  You know I'm just a man.

I can't do it on my own.... I need you every hour.  When I am weak... You are strong... with mighty love and Holy Power.

 

That peace and joy I'm cravin'.. comes only from above.  Forgive me for my failings Lord, and fill me with Your love.

I'll live for You every day... in Your grace and power.  You know that I'm not perfect... I need You every hour.

You know that I'm not perfect.... I need You.... I need You...  I need You...  every hour.........

 

I need You, oh I need You.... Every hour... I need You.  Oh bless me now, my Saviour... I come... to... Thee.....

You know that I'm not perfect...   I need You...   I need You....  I need You...   every hour......

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9- IT DON'T MATTER WHAT YOU RIDE:

I've got duct tape wrapped around my handlebars... gotta' hold onto the throttle or you won't get far.

My windshield's cracked and my mirror's gone.... I've got an oil slick on my garage floor.

Some say to ride her takes a lot of luck... but she still runs better than my pickup truck.

 

My buddy bought a new one just the other day... He mortgaged his future, now he's gonna' pay.

He went down to the bank and got an equity loan... just to make the down payment and ride her home.

Sure looks great and she sounds so sweet....  I guess one man's folly is another man's treat.

 

Oh.... I don't matter what you ride if it'll do 75...  With the wind in your face, you know you're alive.

There's a kindred spirit on the open road... A brotherhood of riders always ready to go, ready to go.

Old or new... expensive or cheap.   What really matters is the man in the seat. It don't matter what you ride if it'll do 75.

 

Another friend got one from overseas...  and he tells me that it's basically maintenance free.

It'll handle the twisties even better than mine... It's a yamakawazuki, and it runs just fine.

When you ride with him, you hardly know he's around... 'til he opens the throttle layin' rubber down..... Weeeeehh!

I've got an easy ridin' philosophy... I don't judge a man by his mean machine.

Black or white, red or green... rusted out, or with a two tone scheme.... Oh.... Oh.....

 

Oh.... It don't matter what you ride if it'll do 75... With the wind in your face, you know you're alive.

There's a kindred spirit on the open road...  a brotherhood of riders, always ready to go... ready to go.

Old or new... expensive or cheap.  What really matters, is the man in the seat.  It don't matter what you ride if it'll do 75.

 

I've got an easy ridin' philosophy... I don't judge a man by his mean machine... It don't matter what you ride if it'll do 75.

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10- RUSHING WIND:

The Lord looks down... on hopeless men.  And He has a plan... to bring 'em back to Him.

Heaven's gift.... was crucified.  He took the nails in His hands... for you and me He died.

 

His wounded hands... move across this land.   They create a rushing wind... and hope for all men.

From heaven's throne.... just for you and me.... His wounded hands come down... outstretched to those in need.

 

These wounded hands... Stretched out, create the wind.  A saving breeze.... in the hearts of men.

A rushing wind... that stirs the soul.  Replacing despair.... with awesome hope.

 

Create a storm of joy in me.... in me.   A storm of joy... in me...   Lord in me.

Your Holy Thunder roll, Your love is out of control...  Create a storm of joy....  Lord in me.

Create a storm of joy in me.... in me.   A storm of joy... in me...  Lord in me.

Your Holy Thunder roll, Your love is out of control...  Create a storm of joy....  Lord in me.

Create a storm of joy in me... in me... in me.  A storm of joy... in me... Lord in me.

Jesus let Your love and peace come in... Like a might rushing wind.  Create a storm of joy... Lord in me.

 

He took the nails in His hands...  for you and me He died.  He took the nails in His hands... and He is alive !

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11- RESCUE SHOP:

Some men go to prison... to set the captives free.  Others walk into the dark... to be a friend to one in need.

Another stops on the highway... to help a brother broken down,

while a preacher man brings a holy word on the wrong side of town.

 

Why do they do it?  Seems there's nothing they will gain.   The answer lies deep within, born from another's pain.

All together, or alone...  bringin' hope in Jesus' name.   Try to make a difference... better take a knee and pray.

 

Now they gather money... for a family left alone.  While others help another one... make a long journey home.

Then one takes a side trip... just to see a brother through. While this one sings a new song, to share the awesome news.

 

We are branches on the vine... and there's no place for pride.  Pray that they see Jesus, when they look into your eyes.

Some wish to live within the sound of a church or chapel bells. but these men run a rescue shop within a yard of hell.

 

Why do they do it?  Seems there's nothing they will gain.  The answer lies deep within... drawn from another's pain.

All together, or alone... bringin' hope in Jeusus name...  Try to make a difference...  Better take a knee... and pray.

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12- ROAD HAWG:

Chewin' up the asphalt, and spittin' it out the back, from the seat of my Harley, I don't need no Cadillac.

From Sturgis to Laconia, Daytona to L.A..... Accumulatin' miles is the game that I play.

I'm a Road Hawg.... and I'm on a ride.....

 

I've got a recipe to ride, I am a mileage gourmet.  Cookin' up some fun on that Smoky Mountain way.

Down the Tail of the Dragon, now what do you say?  I'll head across Texas, that'll probably take all day.

Then on through the desert, way out to the west, I'll ride the Rocky Mountains, then I figure I'll need some rest.

Then back to the east to see the Liberty Bell, then up to Nova Scotia, gee I'm really doin' swell !

I'm a Road Hawg... and I'm on a ride....

 

You know those Iron Butt Rides, they're tailor-made for me.  I lap the pack, and don't look back, it's easy you see.

Accumulatin' miles is the game that I play.... I ride across the country cravin' pavement all the way.

I'm a Road Hawg... and I'm on a ride....

 

Chewin' up the asphalt, and spittin' it out the back, from the seat of my Harley, I don't need no Cadillac.

From Sturgis to Laconia, Daytona to L.A. ... I ride across the country, cravin' pavement all the way....

Cause I'm a Road Hawg... and I'm on a ride.....

 

I'm on a, I'm on a, I'm on a, I'm on a, I'm on a ride....  I'm on a, I'm on a, I'm on a, I'm on a, I'm on a ride...

I'm on a, I'm on a, I'm on a, I'm on a, I'm on a ride...  The ride of my life...

Yeah I'm on a ride...  I'm on a ride...

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