Harleys & Indians (Riders in the Sky)

When I go to heaven, Harley Harley heaven

I wanna meet a King like the Panhead 48

I wanna meet the Fat One

We can talk for hours

When my time has come babe

I won't be running late

Flying high, riders in the sky na na na na

Flying high, riders in the sky na na na na

When I go to heaven, Red-Skin heaven

I wanna meet the Chiefs yea

I wanna meet all Scouts

I won't miss my frieds cos I know where they'll be

We're all part of the indian family

Flying high, riders in the sky na na na na

Flying high, riders in the sky na na na na

It's alright baby

I'm OK honey

I'm only travellin' thru this state of mine

Hey, it's alright Mama

I'm doin' fine now Mama

I'm only in a certain state of mine, hey

When I go to heaven, Hog Hog heaven

I'll have a drink with Elvis while Marlon's on his way

We're kickin' and we're revvin'

We're dressin' up in style

It's time to take a ride on that freeway in the sky

Flying high, riders in the sky na na na na

Flying high, riders in the sky

Flying high (flying high), riders in the sky (sky) na na na na

Flying high (flying high), riders in the sky na na na na

Come on, come on, come on, come on

Watch to! Watch to!

Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on

From album "Crash! Boom! Bang!"(1994)