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