Times - I've Got To Be Free  When - Life's Too Much For Me  On My Motor Cycle, I Get Away From People  Off - To The Sandstone Sea  Cross The Desert Highway I Will Ride  Up To The Heights Just Me And My Bike We Will Glide  So High, So Free, Just Us Seems My Bikes Riding Me    I'm - A Fonda-Less Hopper  Just - Me And My Chopper  On The Desert Sand Strip, Nearly Break The Hand Grip  No - Nothing Can Stop Her  Heading For The Mountains Eagle-Like  Up In The Heights I'm Flying Away On My Bike  So High, So Free, Just Us Seems My Bikes Riding Me    Whenever I Can't Get Satisfaction  If Ever I Can't Get Any Action  Anytime I Really Want To Let Rip  Take Main Street Like It Was A Drag Strip    Turning On, Burning Up The Freeway  Treating It Just Like A Speedway  Don't Care Where I'm A Real Easy Rider  Anywhere As Free As A Glider  Yeah Better Than Charlie  I Get Off, Off On My Harley    Like - A Hunting Condor,  See - She Will Swoop And Soar  Racing Down The Mountains,  Shooting Up Like Fountains  Hear, Hear Her Scream And Roar  Flying Round The Mountains Eagle-Like  Up In The Heights I'm Flying Away On My Bike  So High, So Free, Just Us Seems My Bikes Riding Me