I'm on my way to get home again
No ammunition nor know-how
You'll find me when I'm lost in the sound
Hey baby with the wounded knee
When you talk do you talk to me?
I want to fly through all your trees
I want to float on the back of a bee
Ted Nugent, hey what you gonna do?
What you gonna do when they come for you?
White tail's gonna hunt you down
Do unto you what they've been done to
We'll travel, travel along
And on and on and on
We'll keep rolling, rolling on
And on and on and on
We'll travel, travel along
And on and on and on
We'll keep rolling, rolling on
And on and on and on
Oh yeah, oh no
Maybe so!