[Verse 1]
Highway's made of silver
The night is made of gold
The watchman at the tower
Won't do what he's been told

[Verse 2]
Better hide your latent purity
It'll get you nowhere slow
Hold tight to your security
The robber who's getting low

[Chorus]
I ride on a freighter
I ride on a freighter
I ride on a freighter, mama

[Post-Chorus]
So let the breeze blow
Past the shadow
Of my window

[Bridge]
Tell my mama I forgive her
For all she thought she'd done
'Cause it was me, and I would rather
Say you're the last of the ones
To be staying here past winter
When all the people came to see
The snowbird by my window
It was love
It was love
[Chorus]
It was my ride on a snowbird
My ride on a snowbird
My ride on a snowbird, mama

[Post-Chorus]
So let the breeze blow
Past the window

[Verse 3]
By my highways made of silver
And the band is made of gold
The watchman at the tower
He'll do what he is told