Knievel

I was driving from the day I was born

I can picture it now and how I feel

Standing on my grandfather’s knee

Holding on to the steering wheel

Out on to the desert roads

And all the years of in-between

I was always going too fast

One part blood and one of gasoline

Do they come to see a man fall – or to see him fly?

Do they come to see a man fall – or to see him fly?

The neon chrome in the dazzling sun

The money I’ve lost and the money I’ve won

All of it here, then all of it gone

If I tell you that the world is hard

All bleached out bone crushed to sand

I’ll tell you that I kept my word

And more than that I never gave a damn

There are those that come with an easy smile

Maybe that is what they’re for

I was gone twenty-nine days

You only get from me what you pay me for

Do they come to see a man fall – or to see him fly?

Do they come to see a man fall – or to see him fly?

So did you come to see a man fall – or to see him fly?

The river is deep, the valley is wide

There’s something waiting on the other side

Crash the gates of heaven wide

I’ll take it now – and have a crack at the angels