Emmylou Harris

We've all got whee - eels, to take ourselves away
We've cut the telephone, to say what we can't say
We all get high - er and higher every day
So come on wheels, take this boy away
(chorus)
We're not afraid to ride
We're not afraid to die
So come on wheels, take me home today
Come on wheels, take this boy away
(same as first verse)
And when I feel my time has almost come
And destiny is in my right hand
I turn to him who made my face so strong
Come on wheels, make this boy a man.
(repeat chorus)
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