I thought my life was over
when she walked right out on me
And I watched the world around me
That's when I hit the highway,
Well I'd wake up in the morning
With the sunshine in my eyes
The music of the canyon would begin
And I'd soar just like an eagle
Through the blue Montana skies
Like a glider on the wind
There were times when I was hungry,
but sleep would hush it over.
and all my dreams would end,
but a dream can't last forever.
Morning rider on the road
There were times when I was happy
And there were times when I was lonely
And I'd wish the night was done
Like an Indian on the run
Like an Indian on the run
And all at once I'd meet you,
And all at once I'd lose the urge to roam
and the Indian on the run
And the rider on the highway
And all at once I meet you,
And all at once I lose the urge to roam
and the Indian on the run
And the rider along the highway