Текст песни Richard Thompson - 1952 Vincent Black Lightning
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Said Red Molly to James that`s a fine motorbikeA girl could feel special on any such likeSaid James to Red Molly, my hat`s off to youIt`s a Vincent Black Lightning, 1952And I`ve seen you at the corners and cafes it seemsRed hair and black leather, my favourite colour schemeAnd he pulled her on behindAnd down to Boxhill they did rideSaid James to Red Molly, here`s a ring for your right handBut I`ll tell you in earnest I`m a dangerous manI`ve fought with the law since I was seventeenI robbed many a man to get my Vincent machineNow I`m 21 years, I might make 22And I don`t mind dying, but for the love of youAnd if fate should break my strideThen I`ll give you my Vincent to rideCome down, come down, Red Molly, called Sergeant McRaeFor they`ve taken young James Adie for armed robberyShotgun blast hit his chest, left nothing insideOh, come down, Red Molly to his dying bedsideWhen she came to the hospital, there wasn`t much leftHe was running out of road, he was running out of breathBut he smiled to see her cryAnd said I`ll give you my Vincent to ride Says James, in my opinion, there`s nothing in this worldBeats a 52 Vincent and a red headed girlNow Nortons and Indians and Greeveses won`t doThey don`t have a soul like a Vincent 52He reached for her hand and he slipped her the keysHe said I`ve got no further use for theseI see angels on Ariels in leather and chromeSwooping down from heaven to carry me homeAnd he gave her one last kiss and diedAnd he gave her his Vincent to ride