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thunder & chrome

always in trouble, loner on the outside
with his rebel yell & his outlaw pride

the harley he rode on was thunder & chrome
the highways of hell were never his home

one night he spotted thick smoke in the air
an orphans’ home blazing, & no one else there

he ran thru the flames without self-regard
he knew death was easy, only livin was hard

he got 7 kids out, but 1 was still cryin
so he figured: hell, it’s a good night for dyin

the moan was a cat, exclaiming its fright
he tossed it out to the sheltering night

then the house caved in. his vision went black
the fire consumed him. he ain’t comin back

              *  *  *

on stormy nights, you still hear his cry
thunder & chrome.   rider in the sky

Written by JohnFeddeler
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