I Need Four Wheels
I consider myself lucky
To fear motorcycles so much
They are for me too scary
And I enjoy other stuff
Anything on two wheels
Is too dangerous to me
And I fear I’d lose control
While travelling so speedily
I know some that have died
On motorcycles going fast
And I am scared to ride
Fearing I too might crash
I take chances in my life
I need no Harley bike
I go mudding in my truck
And climb up hills sometimes
I play poker with the boys
And drink a beer or two
But I manage to stay alive
While others die too soon