This is a song about friends. Riding motorcycles, drinking, camping, gambling, smoking, and avoiding the long arm of the law.

 

Rolling thunder through the desert an night.

Moon and stars never looked so bright.

Wound up to one hundred and three.

Were running wild and living free.

A little whiskey a pack of smokes.

A couple of freinds telling dirty jokes.

A little cocaine makes me feel fine.

If the catch us we will be doing time.

 

And there not gonna hang.......hang me

And there not gonna hang.......hang me

 

We shook the town like a sudden storm.

The desert air was hard and warm.

A little whiskey, a little ice.

A game of poker plays real nice.

A little money makes me feel fine,

A LOT MORE MEANS A REAL GOOD TIME          

 

 

 written by Jon Fosdick