Chords for Richard Thompson - 1952 Vincent Black Lightning

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Oh, says Red Molly _ _ to James, _ That's a fine [Eb] _
motorbike,
A girl could feel special on [Bb] any such like.
_ Says James to Red Molly, My [F] heart's [Eb] off to you,
_ That's a Vincent Black Lightning _ _ [Bb] 1952, _ _
[F] And I've seen you at the corners [Eb] and cafes, [Bb] it seems,
[F] Red hair and black [Eb] leather, my favorite [Bb] color scheme.
_ [Cm] And he pulled her on [Eb] _ behind, _ _ _ And down Toot Bucks Hill _ [F] they did [Bb] ride. _ _ _ _
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_ _ Oh, says James to Red Molly, _ Here's [F] a ring for [Eb] your right hand,
But I'll tell you in earnest, I'm a [Bb] dangerous man,
_ For I fought with the law since [Dm] I was [Eb] seventeen,
_ I robbed many a man to get my Vincent [Bb] machine,
_ _ _ [Fm] Now I'm twenty-one [Bb] years, I might make twenty-two,
[F] And I don't mind dying, [Eb] but for the [Bb] love of you,
_ [Cm] And if fate should [Eb] break my _ stride,
Then I'll give you my Vincent _ _ _ _ [Bb] to _ ride. _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ Come down, come down, Red Molly, Called Sergeant [Eb] McCray,
_ For they'd taken young James, A deformed [Bb] robbery,
_ _ _ Shotgun blast in his [F] chest, Left nothing [Eb] in sight.
Oh, come down, Red Molly, To his dying [Bb] _ bedside,
[F] When she came to the hospital, [Eb] There wasn't much [Bb] left,
[F] He was running out of road, He [Eb] was running [Bb] out of breath,
[Cm] But I smiled to [Eb] see her cry,
_ _ I said, I'll give you my Vincent _ _ _ [Bb] to _ _ ride. _ _ _ _ _
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Says James, In my opinion,
[Dm] There's nothing [Eb] in this world,
Beats a fifty-two Vincent, And a red-headed [Bb] girl, _
Now nothing's _ [F] Indians, And grievances [Eb] won't do,
_ _ They don't have a soul, Like a Vincent fifty [Bb]-two,
_ [F] Oh, he reached for her hand, And [Eb] he slipped [Bb] her the keys,
[F] Said, I've got no further [Eb] use [Bb] for these,
[F] I see angels and areas, [Eb] In leather [Bb] and chrome,
[F] Swooping down from heaven, [Eb] To [Bb] carry me _ _ home, _ _
_ And [Cm] he gave her one last [Eb] kiss, And died, _ _ _ _
And he gave her his Vincent, _ _ _ [Bb] To ride. _ _ _ _
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