1952 Vincent Black Lightning

{tuning: Standard (EADGBE)}
                [A]Said Red Molly to James that's a fine motor[D]bike,
                [D]A girl could feel special on any such [A]like
                [A]Said James to Red Molly, well my hat's off to [D]you
                [D]It's a Vincent Black Lightning, 195[A]2
                [A]And I've [E]seen you at the corners and [D]cafes it [A]seems
                [E]Red hair and black leather, my [D]favourite colour [A]scheme
                [A]And he [Bm]pulled her on be[D]hind and down to Boxhill they did [A]ride

                [A]Said James to Red Molly, here's a ring for your right [D]hand
                [D]But I'll tell you in earnest I'm a dangerous [A]man
                [A]I've fought with the law since I was seven[D]teen
                [D]I robbed many a man to get my Vincent mac[A]hine
                [E]Now I'm 21 years, I might [D]make 2[A]2
                [E]And I don't mind dying, but [D]for the love of [A]you
                [A]And If [Bm]fate should break my [D]stride
                [D]I'll give you my Vincent to [A]ride

                Come down, come down, Red Molly, called Sergeant McRae
                For they've taken young James adie 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 to see her cry
                Said I'll give you my Vincent to ride

                Said young 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 won't do
                They don't have a soul like a Vincent 52
                He reached for her hand and he gave her the keys
                He said I don't have any further use for these
                I see angels and ariels in leather and chrome
                Swooping down from heaven to carry me home
                He gave her one last kiss and died
                And he gave her his Vincent to ride.

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All those moments will be lost in time, like tears in the rain.