Written by Chris Hillman and Gram Parsons 



We've all got wheels to take ourselves away

We've got the telephone to say what we can't say

We all got higher and higher every day

So come on wheels and 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



And when I feel 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

So come on wheels, take me home today

Come on wheels, take this boy away