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This is a surfy song about skiing primarily in Utah (the greatest snow on earth). I've been a ski bum my whole life and it's a real lifestyle. I've been all over the world skiing big peaks, including the Himalayas. Here's a song about my ski experience.
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Lyrics
Ridin’ Sick Pow
Two feet of fresh fell overnight
I can’t sleep ‘cause I’ve got to drop my line
The avy danger’s high but I don’t care
Droppin’ 50 degrees if I dare
feelin this rush its totally stick
Ridin’ perfect pow is fully sick
(chorus)
I’ve searched the world over for the perfect line
Across every continent so I can find
The sickest pow and the raddest drop
A relentless search that I’ll never stop
Most of the time though it’s not very hard
Because the perfect pow’s right here in my back yard
Ridin’ Ridin’ sick pow
Ridin’ Ridin’ sick pow
Ridin’ Ridin’ sick pow
Ridin’ Ridin’ sick pow
Ridin’ Ridin’ sick pow
Ridin’ Ridin’ sick pow
Climbing a steep coulie my axe sinks deep
Holding to the slope that’s so very steep
Debris from the walls whistles past my head
One mistake here you’d and surely be dead
If I was to die Ridin pow today
I’d be pretty luck to have passed this way.
(chorus)
Ridin’ Ridin’ sick pow
Ridin’ Ridin’ sick pow
Ridin’ Ridin’ sick pow
Ridin’ Ridn’ sick pow
Ridin’ Ridin’ sick pow
Ridin’ Ridn’ sick pow
Two feet of fresh fell overnight
I can’t sleep ‘cause I’ve got to drop my line
The avy danger’s high but I don’t care
Droppin’ 50 degrees if I dare
feelin this rush its totally stick
Ridin’ perfect pow is fully sick
(chorus)
I’ve searched the world over for the perfect line
Across every continent so I can find
The sickest pow and the raddest drop
A relentless search that I’ll never stop
Most of the time though it’s not very hard
Because the perfect pow’s right here in my back yard
Ridin’ Ridin’ sick pow
Ridin’ Ridin’ sick pow
Ridin’ Ridin’ sick pow
Ridin’ Ridin’ sick pow
Ridin’ Ridin’ sick pow
Ridin’ Ridin’ sick pow
Climbing a steep coulie my axe sinks deep
Holding to the slope that’s so very steep
Debris from the walls whistles past my head
One mistake here you’d and surely be dead
If I was to die Ridin pow today
I’d be pretty luck to have passed this way.
(chorus)
Ridin’ Ridin’ sick pow
Ridin’ Ridin’ sick pow
Ridin’ Ridin’ sick pow
Ridin’ Ridn’ sick pow
Ridin’ Ridin’ sick pow
Ridin’ Ridn’ sick pow














racerat
hey,
Welcome to MJ. Nice beat fasteddie. The bass tone is my fav part of the song. Fat and full doesn't come close. The off-kilter beat opposite the fairly standard 007 lick is refreshing....
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