Duo Glide

Peyote Jill rides the night
She sees her past in starlight
She hears a voice deep inside of her
Leather strapping wheel burning power
Moves to the shimmy and tremble ride
Under the guide of her duo glide
On her duo glide
Her duo glide
Her duo glide
Her duo glide
She wants her land back from the thieves
She wants her song in the trembling leaves
Harmonising free from Columbus
Rid of stench and gold rush
Wants the jailhouse broken for Leonard Peltier
And ride the red dirt, propel all the way
On her duo glide
Her duo glide
Her duo glide
Her duo glide
Her duo glide
Her duo glide
Her duo glide
Her duo glide