1952 Vincent Black Lightning

[Intro]
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Said Red Molly to James, that's a fine motorbike, make a girl could feel special on any such 
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Said James to Red Molly, my hat's off to you, it's a Vincent Black Lightning, 1952
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And I've seen you on the corners and cafes it seems, red hair and black leather, my 
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favorite color schemes
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Oh and he pulled her on behind, they went down to Boxhill they did ride


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Said James to Red Molly, here's a ring for your right hand, but I will tell you in honest I'm 
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a dangerous man
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Was I fought with the law since I was seventeen, I robbed many a man to get my Vincent machine
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And I turned 21, and I might make 22, but I don't mind dying if it's for the love of you
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Oh but if fate oh, should break my stride, I'm gonna give you my Vincent to ride

[Solo]
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Well come down, come down, come down, says Sergeant McRae, well they've taken young James for 
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armed robbery
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Shotgun blast to his chest, left nothing inside, oh come down, come down to his dying bedside
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When they brought him to the hospital there wasn't much left, he was running out of road, he
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 was running out
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of breath
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Oh but he smiled to see her cry, said gonna give you my Vincent...

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Said James, to Red Molly, there ain't nothing in this world, beats a ‘52 Vincent and a 
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red-headed girl.
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Now Greeveses and Nortons and Indians won't do, well they don't have a soul like a Vincent ’52.
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Oh and he reached for her hand, and he gave her the keys, he said I don't have any further 
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use for these
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I see angels on Ariels in leather and chrome, swooping down from heaven to carry, oh me home
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And he gave her one last kiss, oh then he died, said I'm a-gonna give(x7)... my Vincent to ride

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