1952 Vincent Black Lightning

A# D# Said Red Molly to James that's a fine motorbike, D# A# A girl could feel special on any such like A# D# Said James to Red Molly, well my hat's off to you D# A# It's a Vincent Black Lightning, 1952 A# F D# A# And I've seen you at the corners and cafes it seems F D# A# Red hair and black leather, my favourite colour scheme A# Cm Cm/D D# And he pulled her on behind D# A# And down to Boxhill they did ride A# D# Said James to Red Molly, here's a ring for your right hand D# A# But I'll tell you in earnest I'm a dangerous man A# D# I've fought with the law since I was seventeen D# A# I robbed many a man to get my Vincent machine A# F D# A# Now I'm 21 years, I might not make 22 F D# A# And I don't mind dying, but for the love of you A# Cm Cm/D D# And If fate should break my stride D# A# I'll give you my Vincent to ride A# D# Come down, come down, Red Molly, called Sergeant MacRae D# A# For they've taken young James for armed robbery A# D# Shotgun blast hit his chest, left nothing inside D# A# Come down, Red Molly to his dying bedside A# F D# A# When she came to the hospital, there wasn't much left F D# A# He was running out of road, he was running out of breath A# Cm Cm/D D# But he smiled to see her cry D# A# Said I'll give you my Vincent to ride A# D# Said young James. in my opinion, there's nothing in this world D# A# Beats a 52 Vincent and a red headed girl A# D# Now Nortons and Indians and Greeves won't do D# A# They don't have a soul like a Vincent 52 A# F D# A# He reached for her hand and he gave her the keys F D# A# He said I don't have any further use for these F D# A# I see angels and ariels in leather and chrome F D# A# Swooping down from heaven to carry me home A# Cm Cm/D D# He gave her one last kiss and died D# A# And he gave her his Vincent to ride