"Ride Like The Wind" is a song written and recorded by American singer-songwriter Christopher Cross. It was released in February 1980 as the lead single from his Grammy-winning self-titled debut album. It reached number 2 on the U.S. charts, behind Blondie's "Call Me." On the album's inner sleeve, Christopher Cross dedicated this song to Lowell George, formerly of the band Little Feat, who had died in 1979. It features backing vocals by Michael McDonald and a guitar solo by Cross.
According to an interview by Guitar 2001 Magazine, guitarist Eric Johnson performed on "Ride Like the Wind," but his contributions were not included in the final version.
This soft rock classic tells the story of a condemned man on the run to Mexico. The storyline is one not often heard on adult contemporary radio, but the precise instrumentation and soaring background vocals, which were provided by Michael McDonald, helped make the song a big hit.
The story told in the lyrics, according to Cross himself, is "sort of a romanticized Western where the bad guy gets away." Told from a first-person point of view, it describes how an outlaw and convicted multiple murderer, on the run from a death-by-hanging sentence, has to "ride like the wind" to reach "the border of Mexico," where, presumably, the posse apparently in pursuit of him will not be able to reach him. Cross is Texan, and the narrator, presumably, drew his death-by-hanging sentence from a criminal court in Texas, where hanging was then a permissible method of execution of convicted criminals who had been sentenced to death.
Ride Like the Wind is an album by jazz musician Freddie Hubbard recorded direct to two-track digital and released on the Elektra label.
Wednesday, day number one has arrived
The club opens up at 9
Big Klaus is bouncing all around
An extreme fight crowns the night
Thursday night the second day of action
The happy hour is a must
While Friday night comes psycho crazy
Maniacs to turn your face around
All shrinks are insane
The club is in my veins
Morals and values of the crazy minds
The outsider is the society
We tear it off the ground
Hey, hey, join the club of monstrous action
Hey, hey, you may talk to special people
Hey, hey, have some vodka lemon there
Hey, hey, relax in the living room with K2
Saturday, Dr. Oetker's pack attacks
And is rioting for free speech
Hassan, the Morroccan warrior
Goes off to battle with his club
The final day of ravage which lead to total chaos
Is Sunday's holy jazz hour
The holy man Ulf sends his blessings for the world
Peace, hand in hand we dance and shout
We are the anarchist