Side Car Cycle Lyrics

Ford and the Merc and the Model A

Went down in history that's here to stay

They raced from Canada to Mexico

Passing Cadillacs to and fro

I want you to listen to this tale

After my pop had gone my bail

Took the hot rod Licoln out on a run

To get my kicks and have me some fun

It was late in the evening, the moon was pale

I was putting the miles between me and jail

A gal on a cycle was cruising along

I was minding my business and singing a song

Till I saw a side car on that Harley

And a gal that was stacked like a sack of barley

I didn't know what the gal was thinking

But she was poking fun at my hot rod Lincoln

Well, I'm telling you, it didn't set good

'Cause I was proud of the motor under the hood

So I put my foot down on the gas

And honked my horn and started to pass

When I did, she pulled away

Really took off and wanted to play

Well, I wasn't for racing

'Cause the motor was tight

I just got the rods back in last night

Out of the stretch, she cranked it wide open

The rods in the Lincoln keep me a moping

I was trailing behind to keep her in sight

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Passed every car with no sign of fright

Her hair streamed out like a tail of a kite

She went over a hill, the bike started shaking

She was hitting on ninety and really a raking

Took a twirl on the side, a bad mistake

The side car cycle went out in the lake

I slammed on the binders and went into a spin

The steering wheel hit me under the chin

I looked for the cycle, the side car afloat

Without any sails, it resembled a boat

I looked for the gal, saw nothing but bubbles

When I pulled her out, I had nothing but troubles

I'da hold of her hair, she really was sore

She sputtered and gurgled for a minute or more

She finally quit moaning when she got her breath

She said, you fool, you scared me to death

She cussed me and nipped me and wished I was dead

And said I believe you got a rock in your head

I liked the gal and the way she looked

She's the kind you read about in a book

When I got her and the cycle back on land

We started talking and making a plan

The cycle was wet and wouldn't start

The love broke the bike the way of my heart

Now we're planning on our honeymoon

'Cause we're gonna get married the first of June

But me and the Lincoln, she's not fickle

'Cause she quit riding that side car cycle