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<font size=3>Clay... Does your jacket have an eagle on the
back ?... Cheers, Bob Kirk N3OZB<br>
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<blockquote type=cite cite>In my quest to do my Iron Butt<b><u>
requirement of a 1000 mile/day </u></b>and attend the Sturgis M/C Rally last month [...]</font></blockquote><br>
<font size=3>He wore black denim trousers and motorcycle boots<br>
And a black leather jacket with an eagle on the back<br>
He had a hopped-up 'cicle that took off like a gun<br>
That fool was the terror of Highway 101<br>
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Well, he never washed his face and he never combed his hair<br>
He had axle grease imbedded underneath his fingernails<br>
On the muscle of his arm was a red tattoo<br>
A picture of a heart saying "Mother, I love you"<br>
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He had a pretty girlfriend by the name of Mary Lou<br>
But he treated her just like he treated all the rest<br>
And everybody pitied her and everybody knew<br>
He loved that doggone motorcycle best<br>
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He wore black denim trousers and motorcycle boots<br>
And a black leather jacket with an eagle on the back<br>
He had a hopped-up 'cicle that took off like a gun<br>
That fool was the terror of Highway 101<br>
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Mary Lou, poor girl, she pleaded and she begged him not to leave<br>
She said "I've got a feeling if you ride tonight I'll grieve"<br>
But her tears were shed in vain and her every word was lost<br>
In the rumble of an engine and the smoke from his exhaust<br>
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Then he took off like the Devil and there was fire in his eyes!!<br>
He said "<b><u>I'll go a thousand miles before the sun can rise</u></b>."<br>
But he hit a screamin' diesel that was California-bound" <br>
And when they cleared the wreckage, all they found<br>
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Was his black denim trousers and motorcycle boots<br>
And a black leather jacket with an eagle on the back<br>
But they couldn't find the 'cicle that took off like a gun<br>
And they never found the terror of High way 101.<br>
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