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Slow Slow Quick Quick Slow [Empress] (Victor Silvester) · Slow Slow Quick Quick Slow [ASV/Living Era] (Victor Silvester) · Ride Ride Ride: Live in Concert (Lynn Anderson) · Ride, Ride, Ride (Lynn Anderson) · White Light White Heat White Trash (Social Distortion) · Great Band With Great Voices/Swing the Great Voices of the Great Bands (Johnny Mann) · Slow Ride (Daddy Mack) · Slow Ride & Other Hits (Foghat) · Slow Ride (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Ride, Red, Ride (Henry "Red" Allen) – and 90 other albums »


tried to live the way You want me to
I wanna say goodbye to all sin inside
I don't wanna miss that great glory ride
So when You break on through that
Slim slow slider
Horse you ride
Is white as snow
Slim slow slider
Horse you ride
Is white as snow
Tell it everywhere you go
Saw you walking
Down by
Slim slow slider
Horse you ride
White as snow
Slim slow slider
Horse you ride
Is white as snow
Tell it everywhere you go
Saw you walking
Down
sing with pride
Let the white men die

Great spirit, thunder birds fly
We are wild and free
To fight and die by the open sky
Spirit horse ride for me
butterfly
I want to ride in a great bronze butterfly
I want to see the sun descend in a great big blue Arabian sky

I want to go where white men never go
"Hi, ho, Silver" and, "Get 'em up, Scout"
But I suffered aggravation and a great humiliation
So I finally said I'd let the story out

You can't ride
Till I see my name stone
Blessed are the dead

A white horse on the bowels of death
A red war horse to end all wars
A pale horse in pastilets led by
clean
His gaze burning on the edge of our dreams

No more
Cold pace
Slow days (?)

And again he rides in
It's September and he covets the gullible
slow from the brain
By my count of ten
The head won't move
Daddy had a Buick and Mama loved to ride
Daddy like to drive it and Mama liked to glide
Four white walls constantly in motion
from the Great Smoky
Of a magazine

Some day (some day)
I'd like (I?d like)
To take a walk with you
Maybe ride our bikes down by the sea side

Meg White
I saw you on the big
secretly.
And the leaves slow their comotion,
And the great trees gently sway,
Like an ocean on a still day,
And raise, in praise, their arms to the sun.
(In the western sky)
(My kingdom come)

So still so dark all over Europe
And I ride down the highway 101
By the side of the ocean headed for
Yes you could say 
We've always been, 
Red, White, and Blue

Ride our own bikes to Sturgis 
We pay our own dues,
Smoking camels, drinking domestic
say
We've always been,
Red, White, and Blue

Ride our own bikes To Sturgis
We pay our own dues,
Smoking camels, drinking domestic BREWS
You want
Gonna put this world back together again
Gonna put this world back together

On a great white horse the King will come riding
He's the One they call
say
We've always been,
Red, white, and blue

Ride our own bikes to Sturgis
We pay our own dues,
Smoking camels, drinking domestic BREWS
You want
Written by Ben Lurie

Rise to my frustration - pouring rain
And feeling so impatient 'cause I can't explain
The things inside of me that shot right
We've always been
Red white and blue

Ride our own bikes to sturges pay are own dues
Smokin' camels and drinking domestic brews
If you want to know
Back in 1870
Just beneath the Great White Way
Alfred Beach worked secretly
Risking all to ride a dream
His wind machine
His wind machine
New
the beast
A great shadow surrounded by black demons
Satan he laughed as he saw me burn
could say 
We've always been, 
Red, White, and Blue

Ride our own bikes To Sturgis 
We pay our own dues,
Smoking camels, drinking domestic BREWS
Roll the dice
Name your price
Torn asunder
Loot and plunder

On the ride
In the guise
The great divider
The gap grows wider

Pointing
There’s a graveyard by the station
Where the girls wear nylon skirts and
Sandals ?
The boys ride their Riga 1’s
Upon the little hill
Such
smoke pipe of peace with Tonto
Put his mask on back to fronto
Tonto fall about with laughter
He a head our great white brother
Even pass a tote to Silver