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  1. Alberta

From the recording Injection of the Blues

Lyrics

In the 40's she was always on a motorbike
Leather and chrome that's a what she liked
Running up and down Ohio Pike, Alberta

Spinnin her wheels in the summer sun
The cops would pull her over just for fun
Those legs wrapped around that Indian, Alberta

Ride, Ride, Ride, Ride Ride - Oh ride it Alberta

She was the old cat lady of the neighborhood
Call her crazy or misunderstood
But she's got a leather jacket from the "Brotherhood", Alberta

Now she's dead and gone, but not forgotten
She'd say the harley's now are spoilin' em' rotten
You got to work it son, just like pickin cotton, would say Alberta

Ride, Ride, Ride, Ride Ride - Oh ride it Alberta