LYRICS - THE HOGSLAYER by Rickey Lashley
VERSE
TC settled in astride his slayer for the run,
Astride his big Hogslayer for the run.
Across the track a Harley man stood ready at the line,
Sat waiting on his thundering Harley gun.
CHORUS
Big "D" smiled a wicked smile - he owned that quarter mile.
Tc set his temper for the trial.
Eash set his eye upon the tree & brought his throttle round.
The light went green - their wheels came off the ground.
VERSE
The Harley man screamed down the track, flames belching from his hog.
His engines churned - the crowd gave out a roar.
He'd won the race - he knew he had - before he'd left the line.
He'd stood his ground one hundred times before.
CHORUS
But TC wore a wicked smile - he knew he'd take his man.
He flew his Norton 'bove the ground below.
He pushed his cycle down the lane on a slider and a two speed tran'.
He pushed that Norton 'fast as it would go.
VERSE
Across the line Big "D" could see his final race was won.
By a better man with a time of 8-5-2.
The Harley man had met his match - he knew the end had come.
The Norton was King - the Harley's day was through.
CHORUS
Now legend tells a wicked tale of men in Harleytown,
Who toil in R & D the whole day long.
For overhead, high on the wall, in letters bold & strong,
Stand orders they must bring the Slayer down.
VERSE
But off '94 an hour South, that Norton rests enshrined,
In a little shop in K-town USA.
At Sunet MOtors, Norton men stand ready anytime,
To face whatever dragons they must slay.
CHORUS
Now, legend tells a wicked tale of men in Harleytown,
Who toil in R & D the whole day long.
For overhead, high on the wall, in letters bold & strong,
Stand orders they must bring the Slayer down.
CHORUS
Yes, legend tells a wicked tale of men in Harleytown,
Who toil in R & D the whole day long.
For overhead, high on the wall, in letters bold & strong,
Stand orders they must bring the Slayer down...get the Hogslayer.
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