1952 Vincent Black Lightning

												
From: macon@gallifry.Berkeley.EDU (Glen Macon)

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Title:			1952 VNCENT LACK IGHTNNG	    (Richard Thompson)
								1991
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		Said Red Molly to James that's a fine motorbike,
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		A girlld feel special on any such like
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		Said James to Red Molly, well my hat's off to you
		D                         A
		It's a Vincent Black Lightning, 1952
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		And I've seen you at theners and cafes it seems
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		Red hair and black leather, my favouriteour scheme
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		And he pulled her on behind andn to Boxhill they did ride

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		Said James to Red Molly, here's a ring your right hand
		D                          A
		But I'll tell you in earnest I'm a dangerous man
		A                       D
		I'veght with the law since I was seventeen
		D                      A
		I robbed many a man to get my Vincent machine
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		Now I'm 21 years, I might make 22
		E                  D               A
		And I't mind dying, but the love of you
		A      Bm          D
		And If fate should break my stride
		D                  A
		I'll give you my Vincent to ride


		Comen,en, Red Molly, called Sergeant McRae
		For they've taken young James adie armed robbery
		Shotgun blast hit his chest, left nothing inside
		Comen, Red Molly to his dying bedside
		When she came to thepital, there wasn't much left
		He was running out of road, he was running out of breath
		But he smiled to see her cry
		Said I'll give you my Vincent to ride


		Said young 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 won't Do
		They't have a soul like a Vincent 52
		He reached her hand and he gave her the keys
		He said I't have any further use these
		I see angels and ariels in leather and chrome
		Swoopingn from heaven to carry mee
		He gave her one last kiss and died
		And he gave her his Vincent to ride.


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