Riders on the Storm Songtext
von Santana

Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Into this house we′re born
Into this world we're thrown
Like a dog without a bone
An actor out alone
Riders on the storm
There′s a killer on the road
His brain is squirming like a toad
Take a long holiday
Let your children play
If you give this man a ride
Sweet memory will die
Killer on the road, yeah
Girl, you gotta love your man
Girl, you gotta love your man
Take him by the hand
Make him understand That the world on you depends
Our life will never end
Gotta love your man, yeah
Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm