(Jack Turner/Tim Nichols) I got my first motorcycle when I turned sixteen I remember my mama raisin cane with me She said, "Son tell me why you want to ride that thing" She didn't know about the blonde at the Dairy Queen I got my own reasons why I do what I do I like to ride motorcycles She likes it too I like to ride motorcycles She likes it too I always wore my hair just a little too long Daddy didn;t like it and he made no bones If I'd have gotten it cut like he wanted me to She wouldn't have had nothin left to run her fingers through I got my reasons why I do what I do I like to wear my hair long She likes it too I like to wear my hair long She likes it too I remember ridin around with my buddies back home Listenin to some country on the radio When they tried to change the station to some rock n roll I'd turn the Opry up just as loud as it would go I got my reasons why i do what I do I like country music She likes it too I like country music She likes it too And I got a big Harley and my hair's still long And I'm still listenin to a country song I got my own reasons Why I do what I do I know what I like She likes it too I know what I like She likes it too Yeah I know what I like And she likes it too