Harleys & Indians (Riders In The Sky)

When I go to heaven, Harley Harley heaven I wanna meet a King like the Panhead 48 I wanna 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 Flying high, riders in the sky na na na na When I go to heaven, Red-Skin heaven I wanna meet the Chiefs yea I wanna meet all Scouts I won't miss my friends 'cause I know where they'll be We're all part of the Indian family Flying high, riders in the sky na na na na Flying high, riders in the sky na na na na It's alright baby I'm OK honey I'm only travelin' thru this state of mine Hey, it's all right Mama I'm doin' fine now Mama I'm only in a certain state of mine, hey 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 dressin' 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 Flying high, riders in the sky Flying high (flying high), riders in the sky (sky) na na na na Flying high (flying high), riders in the sky na na na na Watch to! Watch to!