Letras
"Has anyone here seen my bike?
They stole it last Saturday night
A late-model soft-tail classic with a
A few dents on the left side of the gas tank
Has anyone seen my bike?"
Late one night in early March
Star was clear in the sky
The band played the music and my friend at the bar
Asking for a double rocket rye
"Sorry, pal, you know we don't serve that here
Quit asking, I'm tired of your antics"
A grin and a grumble, not quite sure what he said
From behind those dark sunglasses
From behind those dark sunglasses
Sláinte, cheers, I drink to your health
'Cause you drank to mine
Sláinte, cheers, I drink to your health
With a double rocket rye
Another Sunday night and I'm up on the stage
Singing to a few folks I know
A familiar old voice from the back of the room yells
"Play 'Ode to Billie Joe'"
"Sorry, pal, you know I don't know the words
Quit asking, I'll learn them sometime
For now, sit back and I'll play something else
Didn't you say that you like Patsy Cline?
I thought I heard you say you like Patsy Cline"
Sláinte, cheers, I drink to your health
'Cause you drank to mine
Sláinte, cheers, I drink to your health
With a double rocket rye
A double rocket rye
"Oh please won't you come for a ride with me today?
I won't tell your dad
Look, I've even brought you some shades
There's no need to be scared
My old violin, it is missing a string
Could you bring me one, please?
The top one, the high one, I think it's an E
I need you to bring me a string"
Well, I brought you a string for that old violin
And here's your rocket rye
And I learned all the words to "Ode to Billie Joe"
But I can't seem to find your bike
"Has anyone here seen my bike?
They stole it last Saturday night
A late-model soft-tail classic with a