Charlie drove his Harley into Dewey's Bar and Grill
Parked that hog in the middle of the floor
Said "Where's that dirty coward that I come in here to k**?"
Said "Charlie, he just ran out the back door."
Then Charlie heard that Mustang fire up and peel down the street
Apologized to Dewey for the intrusion
He headed out to Rich McCray
Today that creep was gonna pay
For what he did to Charlie's sister Susan
He chased the Mustang on 49
Headin' for the county line
Ol' Rich could feel the sweat pour from his brow
Charlie pulled his 44
And drew a bead on that old Ford
But then he had to swerve to miss a cow
He left Highway 49
Doin' a hundred twenty nine
Landed in a heap in a cornfield
Pulled himself out of the mud
Wiped his eyes a'clear of blood
Yeah, Rich McCray, your worthless fate is sealed
He started up that big ol' hog
And headed straight on through the bog
To head on with Richie had blown past
McCray thought that he was homefree
Then Charlie burst out of the trees
And Richie had almost sh** right in his pants
The bloody muddy cut up Charlie
Climbed off of his smokin' Harley
Stood right in the center 'f 49
Rich pushed the pedal to the floor
And thought for sure he'd won the war
But a slug from a 44 magnum changed his mind
Like a blood filled tick his skull just popped
But even as the last drip dropped
His footstep pushin' hard down on the floor
Charlie had no time to run
He looked up at the setting sun
And laughed up at the Mustang's deadly roar
That pony hit him like a train
That hog burst into a big bright flame
And Charlie and his Harley said goodbye
On a lonely stretch of 49
On a bloody day in 69
Charlie and his brother Richie died
Woaaah!