The rider wakes before the dawn
And sees the break of day
He mounts his metal charger
And quickly speeds away
The dust of generations
Kicked up as he rides by
Cactus and chameleons
Are all that watch him ride (Yeah)

The ride is long and tedious
His eyes begin to tire
The sun that beats down on his head
Gives birth to mental fire
He rides on through the midday heat
He rides on through the day
He must now reach his quest
His cycle knows the way

High rider, High rider
High rider, High rider

Lead Solo

The sun is now devoured
The horizon eats it whole
The quest has met it's match
Challenged by the goal
The rider lays motionless
Along side his [bad word] steed
He waits now for the vultures
Upon him they will feed

On high rider, High rider
On high rider, High rider