Mountain Passes aka The Bike – Hans & Frans

Ode to a well-loved mode of transport. ©Hans & Frans ; with some footage borrowed from other HD lovers.(thank you, Michel, ridefree and twitch) I bought a bike to start a brand new life Rolled back home and told my wife Wife said: Damn that Harley and get lost Voice and eyes like permafrost. So I hit the road In full biker's mode Had a special gene For handling that machine. Loved that bike and she loved me. Proud and free. Wind in my hair Not a single care Bike burning gas Rider showing class Ninety miles an hour And still tons of engine power Not a trace of nerves Mountain passes, deadman's curves. Woke up, told my wife I'd had this dream Wife's eyes got that special gleam. Snuggled up to me and took my arm Said: Well, a bike can do no harm. Said a whole lot more Did a Harley roar Took me to the strip, To the Harley dealership. Love my wife and she loves me. Proud and free. Wind in our hair Not a single care Bike burning gas Rider showing class Ninety miles an hour And still tons of engine power Not a trace of nerves Mountain passes, deadman's curves. ©Hans for music and lyrics, ©Hans & Frans for performance