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Her hair is blowing in the high desert winds She's gotta 1942 Big Chief engine between her knees bequeathed by her great granddaddy She's heading up 395 Sierra bound. She'll tell ya she's had enough straight time driving her far from crazy Pacing playing losing aces pulling her hair she knew she just had to get out of there. Now the great Mojave has its expanse Joshua Trees they just had to laugh as she rode by China Lake flashing 21st Century weaponry Passing through Independence she's feeling free now Now I can't say running away is the way But when your hair is blowing in the winds You gotta Big Chief motorcycle between your legs and the ******* aren't stopping what else can you say? Heading to the Sierra gotta get the mountain view high above it all slump those shoulders down breathe on through Heading up Big Pine smelling the Jeffrey Pines Bishop too ancient Mono Lake when it ain't snowing freedom reigns Her hair blowing in the mountain winds didn't mean anybody any harm just had to get out of there alive Bye bye baby take care.
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Dec 22, 2015
Dec 22, 2015 at 11:07 AM UTC
"On a desert highway..."
Her hair is blowing in the high desert winds She's gotta 1942 Big Chief engine between her knees bequeathed by her great granddaddy She's heading up 395 Sierra bound. She'll tell ya she's had enough straight time driving her far from crazy Pacing playing losing aces pulling her hair she knew she just had to get out of there. Now the great Mojave has its expanse Joshua Trees they just had to laugh as she rode by China Lake flashing 21st Century weaponry Passing through Independence she's feeling free now Now I can't say running away is the way But when your hair is blowing in the winds You gotta Big Chief motorcycle between your legs and the ******* aren't stopping what else can you say? Heading to the Sierra gotta get the mountain view high above it all slump those shoulders down breathe on through Heading up Big Pine smelling the Jeffrey Pines Bishop too ancient Mono Lake when it ain't snowing freedom reigns Her hair blowing in the mountain winds didn't mean anybody any harm just had to get out of there alive Bye bye baby take care.
A definite nod to Neil Young's "Unknown Legend" "Somewhere on a desert highway She rides a Harley-Davidson Her long blonde hair flyin' in the wind She's been runnin' half her life The chrome and steel she rides Collidin' with the very air she breathes The air she breathes."   Can't beat Neil's version, recently ran into a version by Shovels and Rope, very cool.
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Dec 22, 2015
Dec 22, 2015 at 11:07 AM UTC
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