Friday, March 9, 2012

Morere Conans

If I die on my bike
Leave me to rest where I lay
Pull me out of the bike lane
Let my body decay

If my clothes smell of cigarettes
Whiskey and beer
Then I died a happy man
Have ye no fear

If there's a God up above
As we've been told
Then heaven is one,
Long country road

It's an eternal ride
And I never feel gassed
My traps never hurt
And my taint's never chapped

The wind's at my back
Or there's no wind at all
I take corners full speed
And I never fall

And there's a bar that's on wheels
And it rides next to me
And my tab is paid off
Because all the beer's free

Yes, worry not riders
If it's my last goodbye
For I could think of no better
Way I could die