"Says Red Molly to James, "That's a fine
.
A girl could feel special on any such like."
Says James, to Red Molly, "My
off to you.
It's a Vincent Black Lightning, 1952.
And I've seen you on the corners and
, it seems.
Red hair and black leather, my favorite color scheme."
And he pulled her on behind,
And down to
they'd ride.
Says James to Red Molly, "Here's a ring for your right hand.
But I'll tell you in earnest, I'm a
man,
For I've fought with the law since I was seventeen.
I robbed many a man to get my Vincent
.
Now I'm twenty-one years, I might make twenty-two.
And I don't mind
but for the love of you.
But if fate should break my stride,
Well then I'll give you my Vincent to ride."
"Come down, come down, Red Molly," called
.
"For they've taken young James Aidee for armed robbery.
Shotgun blast in his chest, left nothing inside.
Come down, Red Molly, to his dying
."
When she came to the hospital, there wasn't much left.
He was runnin' out of
. He was runnin' out of breath.
But he smiled, to see her
.
And said, "I'll give you my Vincent to ride."
Said James, "In my
, there's nothing in this world
Beats a '52 Vincent and a redheaded girl.
Now Nortons and Indians and Greeveses and Harleys won't do.
They don't have a
like a Vincent '52."
So he reached for her hand and he slipped her the keys.
"I've got no further use for these.
I see angels on
in leather and chrome,
Swoopin' down from Heaven to carry me home."
And he gave her one last
and died.
And he gave her his Vincent to ride."
