A song from my younger days running around on my Harley.

Been putting together my songs about biking. Since Harleys and dancing girls seem to go together, it was a natural.

This was written almost 20-years ago, but I've been trying to put my biker songs into a collection.

When I was young I'd crank up my old raggedy Harley, look up my buddies, get some beer, and go looking for girls with questionable morals. Now that I'm old I seldom go on group rides … but as the song says, I never ride alone.

Don't do harp all that often, but sometimes the song calls for it. In open E-flat with slide. Did the slide on an old Silvertone archtop from the late 50s.

A Christian musician who worked with inmates at a juvenile prison told me a lot of these people had never heard a Bible story … much less of Jesus. I decided then to start doing more spiritual tunes.

Just felt like it.

A memory from my first year in high school. There was this cute girl who wore a mini-skirt (which put a 15-year old boy in a world of hurt). She's was friendly, but always surrounded by guys who also liked mini-skirts, so I never got to know her.

One of many scars on a broken heart.

I think the inspiration was one of my many broken hearts.

The last few years every time I ride it seems someone has something to say about my leather jacket … so I wrote a song about it.

Anyone who has ever ridden a motorcycle can probably relate to this piece.

True story about one of the best all around singer/songwriters I ever personally knew. He was invited to play in Nashville … then decided to move there … for some reason he just disappeared … all we heard were rumors.