Ezy, Ezy Rider, Riding down the highway of desire.
He said the free win takes him higher,
Tryin' to find his heaven above,
But he's dying to be loved.
Dying to be loved.

He's gonna be living so madly. Today is forever, so he claims.
He's talking about dying. (Spoken) "It's so tragic, baby.
But don't you worry about today,
we got freedom coming our way.
Freedom coming our way.

How long do you think he's gonna last?
Can I forecast? See all the lovers say, do what you please.
Gotta get the brothers together and the right to be free.
In a cloud of angel dust I think I see me a freak
Hey, motorcycle mama, you gonna marry me?

Gonna be stoned (stoned) crazy (crazy) love (love)
Comin' in, comin' in, Stoned crazy.

Ezy, Ezy Rider, Riding down the highway of desire.
He said the free win takes him higher,

Tryin' to find his heaven above,
But he's dying to be loved.
Dying to be loved.

Here comes Ezy Rider, babe.

written by Jimi Hendrix