Biker in Black
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Some think bikers are mean Some dressed in leathers and others in jeans You don't like our patches or the clothes that we wear You hate our bandannas and you hate our long hair You don't like our scooters and our loud noisy pipes You think we're not loyal to the stars and stripes You don't like our patches that are worn on our vests You think we're so different from all the rest But the truth is, Mister, we're kind of alike You drive a car and I ride a bike You have no tattoos painted on your arm But we fought side by side over in Nam So the next time your children are running around Enjoying their freedom and the fun that they've found Remember us bikers and all that we do We feed our lost veterans, we're Red, white and blue ! We bring toys for tots and toys for a smile By riding our bikes for miles and miles You see, us bikers have never forgot Our homeless veterans and our homeless tots We are loyal to our clubs and true to our bro's We will always wear black from our heads to our toes Society once said that long hair was for fags But you'll never see a biker burning a flag Now the tattoos and leather you don't understand Stands for free independence that us bikers demand Our long hair and patches and bikes with loud pipes is a tribute to our freedom, the Stars and Stripes So before you make up your mind on just what I might be Take a look in the mirror and what do you see? The man that you see that is staring right back Is not too much different from that biker in black. Ride Safe , Ride Free !! Author Unknown
