Harley - Kathy Mattea

There was a motorcycle mama and her man

With a wind-burnt tan and a Harley

Roarin' through Bakersfield when her water broke

They pulled into a hospital and for a little joke

They named him Harley

They bought a sidecar and

A small bandana band

And they loved their Harley

Slidin' sideways up the coast cruisin' Highway One

The sidecar came undone… No one noticed

Thrashing through a golden meadow

It came to rest right where a farmer’s wife cried

«Jesus Christ has answered all our prayers»

And they named him Harley

Because of a tatoo

That claimed his name was true

And they loved their Harley

He was raised upon a farm

Cradled in the arms

Of Beulah and Barney

But then at a restless age

They unlocked his cage

And he became a carney

There was a motorcycle daredevil deluxe

Jumpin' fifty trucks at the fairgrounds

A middle-aged hippie couple way up in the stands

Heard the crowd chanting loud

The name of this young man

And they called him Harley

And that hippie couple smiled

Could this be their long-lost child

So they met Harley

Convinced him of the news

When they compared tatoos

And they loved their Harley