Lyrics: Skip Battin, Kim Fowley
Music: Skip Battin, Kim Fowley
Tucson is the place I used to sing my songs
Leavin' in a hurry I'm already gone
Small towns sleep as I ride my jeep across the silver sands
Searching for the holy land I'll be a ramblin' man
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Big wheels, big wheels
Keep rollin' through the night
Big wheels, we feel
Really good tonight
Las Vegas is not a place I want to stay
A city's wile will cramp my style all my years and days
A cold world's dark as I ride so far across the western plains
Searching for the holy land I'm just a happy man
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A-cruisin' down a sunset strip would take away the time
Then there's magic mountains all around us that I want to climb
And people always ask me what I'm searchin' for across the turquoise sky
Searching for the holy land I'm gonna find it when we try
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| New Riders Recordings | ||||
| Date | Album | |||
| 1974 | Brujo | |||