كلمات Ride Like Hell

Sometimes I wonder, will I ever get back home? Sometimes I wonder, will I ever get back home? Well, I been gone so long Will I ever get back home? Sometimes I wonder, will my baby think of me? Sometimes I wonder, will my baby think of me? Well, sometime I wonder Would she ever think of me? The way she been talking Make me mash my eyebrows down The way she been talkin Make me mash my eyebrows down Make me fold my arms And heave a lonesome sigh Standing on the highway, wheel too tired to roll Standing on the highway, my wheel too tired to roll But I know I'm gonna leave 'Cause I'm a driving soul One more story, all my friends you can tell One more story, all my friends you can tell I'm booked down-bound to leave - I'm gone Ride like hell