1952 Vincent Black Lightning

Said Red Molly to James "That's a fine Motorbike" A girl could feel special on any such alike Said James to Red Molly, "My hat's off to you" It's a Vincent Black Lightning 1952 And I've seen you at the Corners and Cafés, it seems Red hair and black leather, my favorite color scheme And he pulled her on behind and down to Knoxville they did ride Said James to Red Molly, "Here's a ring for your right hand" But I'll tell you in earnest, I'm a dangerous man I've fought with the law since I was 17 I robbed many a man to get my Vincent Machine Now I'm 21 years, I might make 22 And I don't mind dying but for the love of you And if they should break my stride Then I'll give you my Vincent to ride Come down, come down, Red Molly Called Sergeant McCray For they've taken young James A.D for armed robbery Shotgun blast hit his chest, left nothing inside Come down Red Molly to his dying bedside When she came to the hospital, there wasn't much left He was running out of road, he was running out of breath But he smiled as he heard her cry He said, "I'll give you my Vincent to ride" Said James in my opinion, there's nothing in this world Beats a 52 Vincent and a red-headed girl Now Nortons and Indians, and Greeves just won't do They don't have a soul like a Vincent 52 He reached for her hand, and he slipped her the keys Said, "I don't have any further use for these" I see angels on Ariel's in leather and chrome Swooping down from heaven to carry me home And he gave her one last kiss and died And he gave her his Vincent to ride