Very old and free is this voice I heard Echoed in the breeze and the buffalo herd All that I learn from the beasts and these birds is it’s home to me And that’s alright when they say
Burial at sea is this bust-up line According to the customs and creed of this culture my tribe That was never me, that request was not mine I Wanted to choke on the rifle smoke, yeah I Wanted to go down with my right hand broke C’mon yeah
I wanted to go down with my right hand broke Cause in the motorcade I’m a runaway And I’ll never change not tomorrow
Safe and merrily I left dignified, well Rapids on the stream make a wild ride Your life is but a dream if you bide and bide But I’ll be on that boat when the water’s wide yeah I Wanted to learn to love before I die C’mon yeah
I wanted to learn to love before I die In the motorcade I’m a runaway And I’ll never change not tomorrow
Somebody said “Hey, is there any end in sight?” Somebody said “Hey, to this foolish foolish ride” In the motorcade I’m a runaway And I’ll never change not tomorrow In the motorcade I’m a runaway And I’ll never change not tomorrow
C’mon yeah I wanted to go down with my right broke oh yeah