My Brother
Gary's Side Kick Nomad
In Greasy Levis an leather vest
An old battered hat that he liked best
From rundown boots to bloodshot eyes
He's a sight to make his ol ma cry
His bike is grubby but it's his
Just like his chevy pick-up is
Harley Davidson is his way of life
His first love second is his dog :o)
He's living life to suit himself
In search of freedom instead of wealth
He rides to live an lives to ride
Walks with a strut an talks with pride
A motorcycle rider an nothing less
No need to change when your the best
That's how it is I've heard him say
He will live like this until his dying day
When at last he lays it down
An we put him in the ground
He's got but one request to make
That we clean him up for his Mother's sake
WHO LOVES YOU?
Gary's Side Kick Nomad
In Greasy Levis an leather vest
An old battered hat that he liked best
From rundown boots to bloodshot eyes
He's a sight to make his ol ma cry
His bike is grubby but it's his
Just like his chevy pick-up is
Harley Davidson is his way of life
His first love second is his dog :o)
He's living life to suit himself
In search of freedom instead of wealth
He rides to live an lives to ride
Walks with a strut an talks with pride
A motorcycle rider an nothing less
No need to change when your the best
That's how it is I've heard him say
He will live like this until his dying day
When at last he lays it down
An we put him in the ground
He's got but one request to make
That we clean him up for his Mother's sake
WHO LOVES YOU?
My Brother
Gary's Side Kick Nomad
In Greasy Levis an leather vest
An old battered hat that he liked best
From rundown boots to bloodshot eyes
He's a sight to make his ol ma cry
His bike is grubby but it's his
Just like his chevy pick-up is
Harley Davidson is his way of life
His first love second is his dog :o)
He's living life to suit himself
In search of freedom instead of wealth
He rides to live an lives to ride
Walks with a strut an talks with pride
A motorcycle rider an nothing less
No need to change when your the best
That's how it is I've heard him say
He will live like this until his dying day
When at last he lays it down
An we put him in the ground
He's got but one request to make
That we clean him up for his Mother's sake
WHO LOVES YOU?
Gary's Side Kick Nomad
In Greasy Levis an leather vest
An old battered hat that he liked best
From rundown boots to bloodshot eyes
He's a sight to make his ol ma cry
His bike is grubby but it's his
Just like his chevy pick-up is
Harley Davidson is his way of life
His first love second is his dog :o)
He's living life to suit himself
In search of freedom instead of wealth
He rides to live an lives to ride
Walks with a strut an talks with pride
A motorcycle rider an nothing less
No need to change when your the best
That's how it is I've heard him say
He will live like this until his dying day
When at last he lays it down
An we put him in the ground
He's got but one request to make
That we clean him up for his Mother's sake
WHO LOVES YOU?
