Sour Owl

Lyrics

I’ve had enough of your kind of fun
Maybe too much of the way you get things done
But I’ve hanging tough for quite some time now
I’m getting so tired of faking this smile

So I’m gonna go and get in the wind
See that ribbon flow around every bend
Gonna finally take that ride that scooter tramps dream of
See this sweet land of mine on a road that never ends

Pull my boots on, straddle my bike, kick that bitch to life
Twist the wick and chase the sun on a never ending ride
Feel the world fly by

Already gone, freedom at last
Out on the road just burning up gas
I’m the king of the road
Into the night
Under a tin can moon
It’s feeling right

- Lynn Henson