Wind To Put My Wheels
In
Words and
Music © Copyright November 3, 2001
by James M. "Dago" Marchellino
From the
time I was a young boy
Guess I've always had a problem with the rules.
So I had to do it my own way,
'Cause I didn't buy the crap they taught at school.
Caught some lucky breaks, made some dumb mistakes
And I always let my heart decide the truth.
When I hit the bumps I took my lumps
But I knew I'd never be nobody's fool.
Guess I've
lived my life on the ragged edge --
Run a hundred twenty in the passin' lane...
And I'm good at leading with my chin
When I ought to bite my tongue and use my brain.
I've seen the darker side of things
But I know I'll never let it blacken me...
And I hope the way I live my life
Gives an ulcer to the belly of the beast.
CHORUS:
So give me wind to put my wheels in
And a blacktop to ride on,
And a woman's heart to keep me warm
And miss me when I'm gone.
Give me strength to do the right thing
As I stand against the storm.
And if fate should call and I should fall-
Bury me with my colors on.
So the years
go by, the rust sets in,
But good company's the medicine I need.
And there's times I struggle with my load
But there's no one else that I would rather be.
Now time and age and the dues I've paid
Down the path I've run all lead me to today.
And the scooter's in the living room,
The winter's done and spring is on the way.
(CHORUS)
BRIDGE:
Yeah I've been away for way too long --
Gonna hear my pipes sing a highway song
And feel the breeze as the countryside rolls by. . . .
Something's wild inside me that I can't change
And if I could I wouldn't be the same
I was born to run until the day I die. . . . So
CHORUS:
Give me wind to put my wheels in
And a blacktop to ride on,
And a woman's heart to keep me warm
And miss me when I'm gone.
Give me strength to do the right thing
As I stand against the storm
And if fate should call and I should fall,
Bury me with my colors on . . . .
Yeah --
(repeat and
fade)
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