Buon viaggio, vigile del fuoco
Another Biker Has Gone Down
I'm sorry friends that I can't be with you to celebrate today
If you're all gathered round and reading this, I've probably passed away
but if I were there I'd tell you not to shed a tear or frown
I'd tell you just to simply say, another Biker has gone down.
If I were there I'd tell you how I loved the the small blue highways
How I loved the curving mountain roads, loved to ride the back-road byways.
And how I loved it "in the wind", loved it when that engine rumbled,
and the biker friends who rode with me and would help me when I stumbled.
You are amongst my dearest friends, brothers and sisters of the road,
We've traveled many miles together, shared many heavy loads.
If I could be there, we'd laugh and share the memories from our past,
and this gathering would be just one more tale, another story, not our last.
But today I can't be with you, except in your hearts and memory stores
So you'll have to laugh, lift a glass to me, then let your engines roar.
Please smile and do not shed a tear, wipe away that silly frown.
I'm off upon that final ride, another Biker who has gone down.
