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