© 1975 Tom Shindler
(Chorus) I don’t take no gas and I don’t put no crap in the air
And if you give me the time, I can go most anywhere.
I’m a self-powered man, I ride a clean machine,
And I like ridin’ easy if you know what I mean.
So don’t give me no gas when you pass me
Please take care.
- Well sometimes that internal combustion starts to getting’ me down,
‘Cause it ain’t no fun breathin’ the air when it’s brown.
So I take to the backroads and pedal right out of this town. (chorus) - I was out on the highway, just takin’ in all of the sights
When all of a sudden I received such a terrible fright.
There was a big Winnebago passin’ me on the right! (chorus) - (slowly) Well it seems about half of the time I shift down into low
‘Cause goin’ up hill, well there ain’t no speed but slow.
(Faster) But you get to the top, come down about sixty or so! (chorus) - Around about five, a traffic jam ties up the town
All of them horsepowers, just jumpin’ up and down.
So I take to the backroads and pedal right out of this town. (chorus) - Well some folks say that I’m livin’ too dangerous and high.
They say that some big truck is gonna cut it too close goin’ by.
Well all I can say is – “That’ll be the day that I die!” (chorus)