[Guitar Solo]
Can you hear the rumble , rumble like thunder rolling into to town. Can you feel the wind roaring like a tornado. Clouds soaring in the skies.
[Chorus]
We know the risk , the adrenaline , I feel alive. Pull the throttle and let it fly!
[Guitar Solo]
Heading to the mountains following a twisted line. Feel the wind roaring into sky. The sun beats on your face and it feels so good. Look above and an eagle flies.
[Chorus]
Feel the vibration between your legs as you climb higher. The rumble of pipes help you breathe. The throttle cracks Into the next realm. You sing the American Song as you roll into the ride.
[Guitar Solo]
[Chorus]
Nothing like the feel of the brotherhood of bikers. We all know why we ride. To feel alive and beat the odds.
[Final Chorus]
[Guitar Solo]