Wheels - Chris Hillman, Herb Pedersen

We’ve all got wheels to take ourselves away

We’ve got the telephones to say what we can’t say

We’ve all got higher and higher every day

Come on, wheels, take this boy away

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

Now when I feel that my time is almost up

And destiny is in my right hand

I’ll turn to him who made my faith so strong

Come on, wheels, make this boy a man

We’re not afraid to ride

We’re not afraid to die

Come on, wheels, take me home today

Come on, wheels, take this boy away

Come on, wheels, take this boy away