Wheels
by Chris Hillman and Gram Parsons
We've all got wheels to take ourselves away
We got telephones to say what we can't say
We all got higher and higher every day
So come on, wheels, and take this boy away
We're not afraid to ride
And we're not afraid to die
So come on, wheels, and take me home today
Said come on, wheels, and take this boy away
Well, I know that my time is almost up
And destiny is in my right hand
I'll turn to him that makes my faith so strong
So come on, wheels, make this boy a man
We're not afraid to ride
And we're not afraid to die
So come on, wheels, and take me home today
So come on, wheels, and take this boy away
Said come on, wheels, and take this boy away