Harley Bike

The Old Harley Biker
a man of leather and chrome
the eagle is his mascot
the open road his home

his love is a lady of steel
she dresses for him to please
wearing only the finest
the tone of her voice a tease

they cover the miles together
caressed by the summer breeze
thru mountain paths and desert dry
thru shadows of sun rippled leaves

from valleys green and wind kissed plains
to azure oceans and corn fields gold
big city glitter and small country towns
riding the asphalt ribbon of old

once a harley man falls in love
with his beautiful lady of steel
he will forever yearn for her touch
for that freedom he finds so real