1952 Vincent Black Lightning

[G]Said Red Molly to James that's a fine motor[C]bike,
[C]A girl could feel special on any such [G]like
[G]Said James to Red Molly, well my hat's off to [C]you
[C]It's a Vincent Black Lightning, 195[G]2
[G]And I've [D]seen you at the corners and [C]cafes it [G]seems
[D]Red hair and black leather, my [C]favourite colour [G]scheme
[G]And he [Am]pulled her[Am/B] on be[C]hind
[C]and down to Boxhill they did [G]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 seventeen
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 fate should break my stride
I'll give you my Vincent to ride

Come down, come down, Red Molly, called Sergeant MacRae
For they've taken young James 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 thisworld
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
[D]I see angels and ariels in [C]leather and [G]chrome
[D]Swooping down from heaven to [C]carry me h[G]ome
[G]He gave[Am] her one l[Am/B]ast ki[C]ss and died
[C]And he gave her his Vincent to [G]ride.