Hell of a Ride

I've got the motor running, I'm heading to the top, I've been losing my mind for a long long time, Like a locomotive, with the sun at my back, I'm like a lonesome train on a lonesome track. Oh hell, my hell of a ride, I'm riding through the night, Cos it makes me feel good, Oh hell, my hell of a ride, Cos on the highway, Makes me feel alive. Ghost riders in my rearview mirror, coming closer to me, They call me the breeze cos I wanna live free, Sixty miles to Ohio, six days on the road, Six days of freedom I'm a road worn son of a gun. Oh hell, my hell of a ride, I'm riding through the night, Cos it makes me feel good, Oh hell, my hell of a ride, Cos on the highway, Makes you feel alive. Like a locomotive, with the sun at my back, I'm like a lonesome train on a lonesome track, Sixty miles to Ohio, six days on the road, Six days of freedom I'm a road worn son of a gun. Oh hell, my hell of a ride, I'm riding through the night, Cos it makes me feel good, Oh hell, my hell of a ride, Cos on the highway, Makes you feel alive.