UNCLE CHARLIE

Let me tell you all about my Uncle Charlie 
Always rode into town on his vintage Harley
For he was a ladies man that was certainly true
Impressed them no doubt with his wheels of two

Uncle Charlie was a biker with a heart of gold
However under his helmet he was actually bald 
I think of him fondly on days like these 
Days of sunshine and a cool summer breeze

Many a time we would go for a pint of beer
How I wish my Uncle Charlie was still here
Taken too soon which is a terrible shame
Whenever I see a Harley I think of his name