Kapolei, Hawaii, USA
A life to give
A man with a bike feels strong and free.
A motorcyle mamma rides along for some company.
He wanted to belong so these colors he wears.
Looks like a lifetime ride will be his fate.
The club controls his heart...all else must wait.
The San Bernardino chapter had offered him a plan.
Come and ride with us if you think you can
be a harley davidson motorcycle man.
We need some new recruits to wear our
colors to fill our boots.
We only ask for an opportunity to make a living in the home of the brave and the land of the free.
Why won't those crazy police lets us sell our drugs in peace?
Sex, drugs, and alcohol aren't these only basic needs required by all?
Why should I wear a suit and tie...I've got my bike and cute mamma's to catch my eye.
Don't want a 9 to 5 cause if I can't ride I'd rather die.
I may look like a fallen hell's angel to you
but I'm my brothers keeper and protector for life
and to these colors I'll always be true.
Yes, I'd proudly die for these colors I wear.
Hey, I would drive straight into hell without stopping to hesitate.
That is my goal and will be this hell's angels fate.
And so this man they called the beauiful buzzard figured this was his life.
He lived for the good of the club and to ride his bike.
This man and his motorcyle he would live to ride and ride to live.
His colors he would defend until the end.
His life he would gladly give.
But his journey was never meant to be
riding that hell's angel ride for eternity.
Cause even though it started out like any other day
this would be the day a man on a cross would take his heart away.
And yes its true even Jesus faced such a day
when his heavenly Father had called his name.
His Father had said Dear Son I need you to die and than you will live.
Do you my Dear Son have a life to give?
Now the beautiful buzzard faced that day
and it seemed like such a simple prayer to say.
These are the words he said on his day.
Dear Jesus, Come into my heart and take away all my sins.
Wash me in your blood and let me come in.
Write my name in the Lambs Book of Life
and give me the Holy Spirit within.
in Jesus name I pray...Amen.
The words are simple but they are true
and all of the power and grace of God lie within
based on our acceptance and belief in him.
For somehow the buzzard wanted to believe that day
that a man named Jesus could wash all his sins away.
And his words were not spoken in vain.
His heavenly Father will always remember the buzzard's name.
And these are words I can proudly say.
One less hells angel rides today
cause a beautiful heaven's angel was born on that magnificant motorcycle riding day.
[This message has been edited by jmlee12345 (edited 05-15-2000).]