THE BIKER – by Mike Davidson

He lived his life from day to day|
Ignoring warnings came his way
As club prez, he’d shed no tears
Hard core biker, has no fears
His sins, already such a load
He downed a double, for the road
He left the rally, headed home
He was a biker to the bone

He disregarded all road rules
He’d say they were for other fools
He had this image to uphold
He popped a wheelie, to be bold
He overtook as he saw fit
Didn’t believe in safety kit
He dropped a gear, he had a need
He always felt the need for speed

His Blade was custom, looked real mean
He’d wind her to a high pitched scream
He felt he was untouchable
As he powered up another hill
He raced into a hairpin bend
Had no idea his life would end
He wound it just a bit too far
He never saw approaching car

As he lay there in a pool of blood
His boney twisted in the mud
He felt the pain, began to worry
Was it too late to say he’s sorry?
His thoughts flashed back, his life of sin
He heard a bike stop next to him
Relieved he was, some help had come
It was a rider for the Son

The guy that stopped was CMA
He’d stay with him and with him pray
He grasped him with his bloodied hand
Although just met, there was a band
He accepted Jesus in his life
Sins forgiven, no more strife
He closed his eyes and passed away
His soul went to our Lord that day

His funeral they say was grand
With burnouts, beer and live rock band
His buds all came, to say goodbye
Only time you’ll see a biker cry
He lived life wild, he always raved
Praise God he got the chance to be saved
He’s with our King, he’s now at home
But still a biker to the bone

CHORUS
God knows all you’ve ever done
You’ll get forgiveness through His Son
Jesus died for you and me
I’m still a biker....... Just set free!!!!