But he smiled to see her cry
And I don't mind dying, but for the love of you
Swooping down from heaven to carry me home"
Shotgun blast hit his chest, left nothing inside
Then I'll give you my Vincent to ride"
Now Nortons and Indians and Greeves's won't do
And I've seen you at the corners and cafes it seems
I see angels on Ariels, in leather and chrome
He was running out of road, he was running out of breath
Ahh, they don't have a soul like a Vincent 52"
Beats a 52 Vincent and a red headed girl
I robbed many a man to get my Vincent machine
Says James to Red Molly, "My hat's off to you
And said I'll give you my Vincent to ride
Oh, come down, Red Molly to his dying bedside"
And he gave her one last kiss and died
Red hair and black leather, my favorite color scheme
And he pulled her on behind
When she came to the hospital, there wasn't much left
Oh, he reached for her hand then he slipped her the keys
Says James, "In my opinion, there's nothing in this world
And down to Box Hill, they did ride
But I'll tell you in earnest I'm a dangerous man
Now I'm twenty-one years, I might make twenty-two
He said, "I've got no further use for these
For I've fought with the law since I was seventeen
"Come down, come down, Red Molly," called Sergeant McRae
And if fate should break my stride
It's a Vincent Black Lightning, 1952"
"For they've taken young James Adie for armed robbery
Oh, says James to Red Molly, "Here's a ring for your right hand
