Spirit Riders of the wild wind forever roam
Over lands that once was their very own
War signals echoes throughout mountains tall
Riding high winds over wide canyon walls
Like an eager eagle flying high across the sky
Protecting the wild with an eagle's eye
Spirit Riders are true warriors of the brave
Young lives in death for honor they gave
Upon their prairies where buffalo once grazed
The blood of freedom forever is raised
In Spirit they fully roam over blue skies today
Riding the wild honor winds of yesterday