I wanna ride
I wanna ride
There’s room inside
So don’t pass me by
I wanna ride

There’s a train coming down the line
Pickin’ people up right on time
Couldn’t make it to the rail over the threshold
So I’m stuck at the station listening to the whistle blow

I wanna ride
I want to ride
There’s room inside
So don’t pass me by
I wanna ride

There’s bus stopped a block away
But the curb ain’t cut and there’s a pole in the way
He could see my face as he was wrestling the wheel
He said “don’t blame me son, cause this bus won’t kneel”

Come on man, I wanna ride
I wanna ride
There’s room inside
So don’t pass me by
I wanna ride

Getting a ride may be easy for you
But I live out in the country and my options are few
It was written down in 1970 that this kind of thing shouldn’t happen to me

I wanna ride
I wanna ride
I’m through biding my time, I gotta right to ride
So let me ride
I’m through biding my time, I gotta right to ride
I wanna ride