Fresno Angels

Parked my bike up by a bar near Fresno,
Some guy says I'm "stinking up the place,"
Says he doesn't like my motorcycle,
Told him I did not care for his face.

You can disrespect my Dad in Boston,
You can disrespect my Mom in France,
But if you disrespect my motorcycle,
Then, my friend, we're gonna do the dance.

Him and his two buddies squared up to me,
Just about to give me all they got,
When we heard the sound of Harley engines...
Sixteen Angels rode on to the lot.

Angel says "is there some kind of problem?"
I say "no, we're all just chillin' here,
My three friends are fans of motorcycles,
And they'd love to buy you all a beer."

I went in to the bar and checked my wallet,
Andrew Jackson looking back at me,
I said "pour me one Kentucky whiskey,
Then in God's name please just leave me be."

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