I ride down the street
Rumbling loud, feeling proud
And it thrills and it kills
Like the gleem from my chrome
Wheels.

I crank up my Hog and
I ride into town
Hugging that white line
Because the girls they are
So fine

Cruisin' down the boulevard
On my old black road hog
And the ladies say
Save a Harley ride a Biker
And everybody says
Save a Harley ride a Biker

And I don't give a damn about
Nothin' When I am ridin'
Like I'm glidin'
And I wouldn't trade in my Hog for nothing
It gives me freedom, and I need em
I'm the only James Dean left in this town

I crank up my Hog and
I ride into town
Hugging that white line
Because the girls they are
So fine

Cruisin' down the boulevard
On my old black road hog
And the ladies say
Save a Harley ride a Biker
And everybody says
Save a Harley ride a Biker

We was kicked back
Wacked on Jack, in the parking
Lot of this little Biker bar
And I was going as far as
She would let me go

But her rough evaluation of my
Biker reputation had me beggin'
For mercy all night long-
So I took her down to my
Greasy shop, introduced her
To my Biker Pop, and showed
Her all the mechanics tricks
That I know—and we rode
HARD!

I crank up my Hog and
I ride into town
Hugging that white line
Because the girls they are
So fine

Cruisin' down the boulevard
On my old black road hog
And the ladies say
Save a Harley ride a Biker
And everybody says
Save a Harley ride a Biker