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