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!