As we ride up the mountain
I can hear the young ones brag
Just how much they drank last night
And all the little girls they've had
There's nothing that I'd like more
Than to teach humility
I'll leave these little bastards in the trees
As we fly down the mountain
I can tell it will be close
The new kids have that hungry look
My knees are feeling old
I can feel it getting squirrelly
As I push for a little speed
I think about my Josephine
And the money that we need
Last year a friend of mine
Hit a little tree
I keep on saying to myself
It's not gonna happen to me
He never walked the same again
How long till my luck runs out?
No fear, no doubts
I never used to worry
About all the little things
That could go wrong
No fear no pain
I just have to ignore the brain
Ust go on pretending
I have nothing to lose
The hairpin turn
I see my chance
To slide right through the gap
One mistake, we'll all be gone
I never used to think of that
I hit the brakes and pull aside
I feel the new kids sneer
But if they're smart
They'll do the same thing
In a couple years
Artist: Xavier Rudd
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