Re-Tread Lyrics
Baby Blue Harley
words & music Karla Cruz
© vulgarmonk music
I’ll climb on your back and
Let’s get out of here
You hold the key
To all that I hold dear
Who knows my tender friend,
When I’ll pass this way again, on my
Baby Blue Harley
Miles and miles of broken track
Ride your pain to hell and back
Baby Blue Harley
Chrome and rack, the motor flack
Ride your pain to hell and back
I rode someone before like you
Round and round we scattered every clue
And though I begged him no,
He wouldn’t take it slow, on my
Baby Blue Harley
Towns flew by, the wind-whipped fire
He paid for his misplaced desire
Baby Blue Harley
Crash and burn and busted tires
He paid for his misplaced desire
The guy in the truck; thumbs up
The old one drivin’ too slow;
Should have lost her license years ago
Cherry Cadillac; waves back
Grey man with his ear in the phone;
I can tell from here,
he doesn’t wanna go home.
We’re just looking for a place we can be free
Until then I’ll be content with this reprieve
The wind whips through my hair,
Destination: I don’t care, on my
Chorus