Madison Morris - Angel From Hell Lyrics

Me and old Henry Lee used to sit in my garage
And turn wrenches for hours on end
We'd talk about how we would solve all the world's problems
Then argue about whose bike had more top end
We'd reminisce about the good ole days and how we'd ride for the rest of our lives
If it weren't for the love of our kids and wives
But my friend Henry Lee met His fate on a rainy day
Headin south to Miami on 75
Now there's two wheels tearin up that sky
Kickin the stand down on golden streets
Hey buddy keep checkin your rearview, one of these days I'll be back on your tail
But for now I know, heaven's got a brand new angel straight from hell

I tried to write you a letter to tell you that your son's growin like a weed and he's alright
Your wife misses you something fierce but other than that, she's doing fine
And me I guess I've gone a little bit crazy 'cause when I try to send it
The postman tells me that they don't deliver letters quite that high

Now there's two wheels tearin up that sky
Kickin the stand down on golden streets
Hey buddy keep checkin your rearview, one of these days I'll be back on your tail
But for now I know, heaven's got a brand new angel straight from hell

Now I don't ride as much as I used to
And the hog she rarely leaves the pen
But don't you know I'm keepin her in tip-top shape
Until the day that we ride again
Now there's two wheels tearin up that sky
Kickin the stand down on golden streets
Hey buddy keep checkin your rearview, one of these days I'll be back on your tail
But for now I know, heaven's got a brand new angel straight from hell

Heaven's got a brand new angel straight from hell