| Dakota Days |
| It was an August day when we rode away to follow the call of the wild Then we made our way out to the Black Hills state Leavin' the real world behind For those Dakota days Believe me when I say you've never seen anything like it Get on your roarin' wheels and see how good it feels and follow the trail of the bikers You make your Main Street ride and then you take a drive to see all the sights that surround you You'll always find new friends The party never ends And this time next year you are bound to come out... To those Dakota days Believe me when I say You've never seen anything like it Get on your roarin' wheels and see how good it feels and follow the trail of the bikers Harley Honda Kawasaki - they don't care Only thing that matters is the open air Some men show off their wives and others dress their bikes Nowhere else is there such a collection And when the week is gone we all start heading home traveling in every direction From those Dakota days Believe me when I say You've never seen anything like it Get on your roarin' wheels and see how good it feels and follow the trail of the bikers |
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| (c) 1995 Sheila W |