MARY’S RIDE
THOSE DAYS SHE CAN PARTY
SHE’S SITTING ASTRIDE
A FAT BOY HARLEY
WITH A SOFT TAIL RIDE.
WITH 88 HORSES
BETWEEN HER KNEES
SHE’S QUEEN OF THE ROAD
AND FREE AS A BREEZE.
NO THOUGHTS OF TOMORROW
NO WORRIES OF THE PAST
JUST A HIGHWAY TO FOLLOW
AND A THROTTLE TO GRASP.
SHE’LL THUNDER RIGHT BY YOU
WITH A GUTTERAL ROAR
HER SPIRITS LIFTED HIGHER
THAN EAGLES CAN SOAR.
CHROME SHINING LIKE SILVER
BODY POLISHED LIKE GOLD
MARY’S RIDE IS THE GIVER
OF LOVE TO HER SOUL.