Harleys And Indians (Riders In The Sky) - Roxette

When I go to heaven

Harley Harley heaven

I want to meet a King

Like the Panhead 48

I want to meet the Fat One

We can talk for hours

When my time has come, Babe

I won’t be running late.

Flying high

Riders in the sky

Na na na na.

When I go to heaven

Red-skin heaven

I want to meet the Chiefs

Yea, I want to meet all Scouts

I won’t miss my friends cos I know where they’ll be

We’re all part of the Indian Family.

Flying high

Riders in the sky

Na na na na.

It’s alright, Baby

I’m OK, honey

I’m only travellin' thru this state of mine

Hey it’s alright, Mama

I’m doin' fine now, Mama

I’m only in a certain state of mind.

When I go to heaven

Hog Hog heaven

I’ll have a drink with Elvis while Marlon’s on his way

We’re kickin' and we’re revvin'

We’re dressing up in style

It’s time to take a ride on that freeway in the sky.

Flying high

Riders in the sky

Na na na na

Come on, come on.