Said Red Molly to James…

This song sums up my mood today. So it’s all you get.

1952 Vincent Black Lightning
Richard Thompson

Said Red Molly to James that’s a fine motorbike
A girl could feel special on any such like
Said James to Red Molly, well my hat’s off to you
It’s a Vincent Black Lightning, 1952
And I’ve seen you at the corners and cafes it seems
Red hair and black leather, my favorite color scheme
And he pulled her on behind
And down to Box Hill they did ride

Said James to Red Molly, here’s a ring for your right hand
But I’ll tell you in earnest I’m a dangerous man
I’ve fought with the law since I was seventeen
I robbed many a man to get my Vincent machine
Now I’m 21 years, I might make 22
And I don’t mind dying, but for the love of you
And if fate should break my stride
Then I’ll give you my Vincent to ride

Come down, come down, Red Molly, called Sergeant McRae
For they’ve taken young James Adie for armed robbery
Shotgun blast hit his chest, left nothing inside
Oh, come down, Red Molly to his dying bedside
When she came to the hospital, there wasn’t much left
He was running out of road, he was running out of breath
But he smiled to see her cry
And said I’ll give you my Vincent to ride

Says James, in my opinion, there’s nothing in this world
Beats a 52 Vincent and a red headed girl
Now Nortons and Indians and Greeveses won’t do
They don’t have a soul like a Vincent 52
He reached for her hand and he slipped her the keys
He said I’ve got no further use for these
I see angels on Ariels in leather and chrome
Swooping down from heaven to carry me home
And he gave her one last kiss and died
And he gave her his Vincent to ride

16 thoughts on “Said Red Molly to James…

    • Background on that photo. The guy is Rollie Free, and he is setting the world speed record for motorcycle on the Bonneville Salt Flats in 1948. Apparently in his earlier attempts his leathers were catching in the wind and slowing him down, so he stripped down to a swimsuit and sneakers, and tried to make himself as aerodynamic as possible.

      Planking at 150 MPH


    • Had to read that comment twice. At first I thought it said you wanted to ride a dangerous man. I’d call Mike Rowe many things, but Dangerous isn’t one of them.

    • Nope. Just an old photo I found in the Library of Congress archives. Kinda sums up my mood this week. I’m feeling “dangerous” in a Ward Cleveresque kinda way.

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