Karaoké 1952 Vincent Black Lightning Richard Thompson

Oh says Red Molly to James

That's a fine motorbike

A girl could feel special on any such like

Says James to Red Molly

My hat's off to you

It's a Vincent Black Lightning

Nineteen fifty-two

And I've seen you at the corners and cafes it seems

Red hair and black leather

My favorite color scheme

And he pulled her on behind

And down to Boxhill they'd ride

Oh says James to Red Molly

Here's a ring for your right hand

But I'll tell you in earnest

I'm a dangerous man

For I've fought with the law since I was seventeen

I've robbed many a man to get my Vincent machine

Now I'm twenty-one years

I might make twenty-two and I don't mind dyin' but for the love of you

And if fate should break my stride then I'll give you my Vincent to ride

Come down

Come down Red Molly called Sargent McQuade

For they've taken young James Aidee for Armed Robbery

Shotgun blast hit his chest

Left nothin' inside

Oh come down Red Molly to his dyin' bedside

When she came to the hospital there wasn't much left

He was runnin' out of road

He was runnin' out of breath

But he smiled to see her cry

And said I'll give you my Vincent to ride

Says James

In my opinion there is nothin' in this world

Beats a Fifty-two Vincent and a redheaded girl

Now Nortons and Indians and Greavses won't do

Oh they don't have a Soul like a Vincent Fifty-two

Well he reached for her hand and he slipped her the keys

Said I've got no further use for these

I see Angels on Ariels in leather and chrome swoopin' down from Heaven to carry me home

And he gave her one last kiss and died

And he gave her his Vincent to ride