Music Friday----Cars

[noharleyyet]

 

[jabber]

 

[MarvB]

 

[Dave N]

Surprised this hasn't come up yet!

 

[Big Slick]

 

[noharleyyet]

 

[marksjeep]

Off on a tangent..

 

[Cheese Curd]

 

[Europe]

mtmiller, dave, big slick, marvb,--- others. thank you --please see my post 58 on page 3---I added to it

THANK YOU GENTLEMEN

 

[Huntkook]

 

[Huntkook]

 

[Ben Lamb]

My Maserati does 185...

 

[Ben Lamb]

And with the early dawn
Moving right along
I couldn't buy and eyeful of sleep
And in the aching night under satellites
I was not received
Built with stolen parts
A telephone in my heart
Someone get me a priest
To put my mind to bed
This ringing in my head
Is this a cure or is this a disease

 

[Nameless Range]

My Old Yellow Car by Dan Seals - YouTube

 

[Ben Lamb]

 

[Ben Lamb]

 

[roravetz]

Watch "I Need a Truck" on YouTube

This song is best when it segues into Werewolves of London on the album

 

[marksjeep]

 

[Ben Lamb]

For April:

 

[2rocky]

Songs about cars and motorcycles are great "vehicles" for a love story....

This one just because it's a great ballad and well done by a great band.

The original....Richard Thompson

Says Red Molly, to James, "Well that's a fine motorbike.
A girl could feel special on any such like."
Says James, to Red Molly, "My hat's off to you.
It's a Vincent Black Lightning, 1952.
And I've seen you on the corners and cafes, it seems.
Red hair and black leather, my favorite color scheme."
And he pulled her on behind,
And down to Boxhill,
They'd Ride.
Says James, to Red Molly, "Here's a ring for your right hand.
But I'll tell you in earnest I'm a dangerous man;
For I've fought with the law since I was seventeen.
I've robbed many a man to get my Vincent machine.
And now I'm twenty-one years, I might make twenty-two.
And I don't mind dyin' but for the love of you.
But if fate should break my stride, then I'll give you my Vincent, To Ride."
"Come down Red Molly, " called Sargent McQuade.
"For they've taken young James Aidee 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 runnin' out of road. He was runnin' out of breath.
But he smiled, to see her cry.
And said, "I'll give you my Vincent.
To Ride."
Said James, "In my opinion, there's nothing in this world
Beats a '52 Vincent and a Redheaded girl.
Now Nortons and Indians and Greavses won't do.
Oh, they don't have a Soul like a Vincent '52."
Well 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,
Swoopin' down from Heaven to carry me home."
And he gave her one last kiss and died.
And he gave her his Vincent.
To Ride.