One Foggy Rainy Day
A strange man I did meet one foggy rainy day
I was told it was to wet to work for me, that was
just ok.
I was wanting to get a windshield and handlebars
for my Hog
So I jumped into my truck and set off into the fog.
I was sippin' on a 40oz then behind me, shit I see
a cop.
I turned off quick at a weathered sign, RD's
American Bike Shop.
It really didn't look like much, at least from what
I saw.
But I figured I would check it out, it had to be
better than facing the law.
The place sure seemed deserted, except for one old
dude in the shop.
I then began to wonder was this a wise stop?
The old guy shook my hand and said, "Hello my
name is RD".
"By the hat you are wearing, you're a Harley
owner I see".
He hollered out, "come on Ghost" and
invited me inside
We were soon talking about handlebars and drag
pipes for my ride.
He shuffled books like a Vegas dealer, the old dude
knew his shit.
I saw 500 different handlebars, I thought he would
never quit.
He showed me so much stuff that my head, it started
spinning.
I was being put under a spell by his talking and
his grinning.
I had to get up and get outside, I needed some
fresh air.
I was getting to close to spending unmade pay
checks inside there.
As the rain washed away the spell he had cast.
RD came out saying, "no need to leave so
fast".
The little dog beside him, man they sure looked
weird.
Then I saw it plain as day, they both had the same
kinda beard.
"Sorry," I said, "but there's
somewhere else I really need to be".
RD said, "That's ok but come back sometime to
see me".
Well it seems it rained a lot that spring and for
that I have no regret.
For if it wasn't for all that rain, a good friend I
may not have met.
Yes, at first he looks like just another old fart.
But underneath all the gray hair is a man with one
big heart.
His life is sometimes troubled, I see when he's in
pain.
That's when I stand tall beside him to try to ease
his strain.
Through this friend I have I have met so many
others.
We come from all walks of life but ride together as
brothers.
As much as I hate the rain, you may be surprised to
hear me say.
That I am very thankful for One Foggy Rainy Day.
To My Brother RD
July 25th 2003
