I can read your mind judging me from the front porch. You say here comes trouble riding on a big iron horse. You're looking down on me you think you got me figured out. 'cause my leather's too black and my harley's too loud. You say it's a reflection of where i come from. But you don't know about me or the things i've done. You think i've got no values and i got no pride. But i ride to live and live to ride. 'til the day i die. Chorus:. I may be long on hair. Short on cash. And live my life just a little too fast. But i don't need you to tell me right from wrong. I might drink cuss smoke a little too. Pierced my ear and i got a tattoo. Ain't nobody's business but my own. You see we ride for veterans of the foreign wars. And we ride for the kids in the cancer wards. We ride for god and we ride for fun. And we stand alone ten million strong. So just because you go to church on each and every sunday. Well there ain't no guarantee your gonna get to heaven someday. And don't be too sure that my fate is sealed. Riding chrome and steel. Repeat chorus 2x