see her out there in the distance
moving slow
she’s an easy rider
and she don’t need no place to go
she’s an easy rider

she only needs a motorcycle
and an open road
she’s an easy rider
and in the wind she sings her song
and hears the wind singing along:
you’re an easy rider

father, don’t deny your daughter
her own highway
cause she’s an easy rider
and she don’t hear a word you say
she’s an easy rider

she’s another outsider

it’s good to see her move
she don’t need money
she don’t need clothes
or even a place to go
she’s an easy rider
it’s good to see her moving slow
she’s an easy rider