God made the world with long streets and
bright lights.
Beautiful women and bars with Bud Light
Then he paused and said 'It needs just one more thing!'
Someone to drink and fight, and get his ass in a sling.
A man to ride his Harley down the streets at a 100mph
Just to hit one more bar before the closing hour.
He has long hair and he wears a long beard
He's loved by most women, but by most men he's feared.
He wears oil stained Levis and black Tees,
A cut off Levi jacket and a bandana tied to his leg just above his knee.
The cops don't like him, to them he's just a pest,
Just because we're different from all the rest.
They pull our ass over every chance they get,
And ya know 90% of the time we ain't done shit.
So ya see us bikers aren't all mean and tough,
We even do lots of good stuff. Like Toys for Tots,
we do this run every year, For this alone ya should buy him a beer.
We give of our time, and money to children's hospitals is another.
Some of these kids never get a visit, Not even from their mothers.
So ya see God didn't make bikers Any different than most others.
He just blessed us with a world Full of Damn Rigtheous Brothers.
 
'We the People'
by The Ironhorse Writerâ˘
'We the People,' no truer words, throughout our history,
has ever meant as much to us in the Land of Liberty.
'We the People,' in tyranny's demise,
brought forth Freedoms cry.
Words of defiance, willfully spoke,
for which we were willing to die.
'We the People,' as North and South,
tore our country in two.
Restitched the fabric of unity,
as only a great people can do.
'We the People,' as a world at war,
drew our young away.
Affirmed to those who would rule us all,
not here, not now, not this day!
'We the People,' too often it seems,
take our roots for granted.
Yet tend the soil that bares the seeds,
of which our Forefathers planted.
'We the People,' must always defend,
that which keeps us free.
To never relinquish our Freedoms,
nor forego our Liberty.
'We the People,' no truer words,
embodies our legacy.
The very seeds that we must tend, in the Land of Liberty.
 A Toast To ALL The Ladies
Who brighten up our lives,
The ones who ride behind us
And sometimes at our sides.
It takes a righteous woman
To love a biker man,
To pay the dues, obey the rules,
And just a damn few can.
They're the ones I'm toasting
The wenches in our world.
So lift your mugs and join me
And lets drink to the girls.
Who care for us, shed tears for us,
And understand our creed.
They feed us when were hungry,
they warm us when were cold,
Sometimes they drive us crazy
By not doin what they're told.
But when we stick our chests out
They're there to watch our backs.
And when we turn the lights out,
They're waitin in the sack.
They wash our dirty dishes,
And they polish up our chrome,
They pay our bail when were in jail
And make our hovels home.
Although we seldom say so, And some of us never do
We love our women deeply
With a love both strong and true.
That rare and special breed,
Who care for us, shed tears for us,
And understand our creed.
They feed us when were hungry,
they warm us when were cold,
Sometimes they drive us crazy
By not doin what they're told.
But when we stick our chests out
They're there to watch our backs.
And when we turn the lights out,
They're waitin in the sack.
They wash our dirty dishes,
And they polish up our chrome,
They pay our bail when were in jail
And make our hovels home.
Although we seldom say so,
And some of us never do
We love our women deeply
With a love both strong and true.
When we take them riding,
or meet them in the wind,
We know were with our lover
Our own kind and friends.
So, Bro's lets drink to the ladies,
And bless them every one,
Because, Lord knows without them
Life would'nt be much fun.
They party hearty with us,
And match us drink for toke,
They squeeze our bulging muscles,
And laugh at all our jokes.
They tease us and tempt us,
They ply us with their charms.
They wisper sweet things in our ears,
and snuggle in our arms.
They wile us and beguile us,
They impress us with their class,
And when we think weve got them trained
They up and show their ass.
But thats part of the spirit
That makes them who they are,
And if they dont have it
We wouldnt pack them far.
Down all the roads weve ridden
Theyre the best weve ever found
So, Bro's lets drink to the ladies~~
If they'll buy another round
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
 TRUE BIKER 
 TRUE HEART OF A BIKER A BIKER'S HEART TELLS HIM HE IS A BIKER.
A BIKER DOES NOT NEED LEATHERS TO PROVE HIS POINT.
IN FACT, A TRUE BIKER NEEDS NOT PROVE ANY POINT.
A BIKER DOES NOT HAVE TO FLY COLORS TO BE A BIKER.
A TRUE BIKER DOES NOT HAVE TO PROVE HIS MANHOOD.
IN FACT, A TRUE BIKER IS SECURE ENOUGH WITHIN HIMSELF
THAT HE NEED NOT SHOW HIS MANHOOD.
A BIKER IS SOMEONE WHO IS BORN WITH
SOMETHING ONLY FEW CAN UNDERSTAND.
A BIKER IS SOMEONE WHO STANDS FIRM
FOR WHAT HE BELIEVES, AND FOR THE RIGHT CAUSE,
HE WILL FIGHT TO THE END.
NOW A LOT OF PEOPLE HAVE THIS IMAGE OF A BIKER,
BUT SO MANY OF THEM ARE WAY OFF BASE!
WHEN THEY THINK BIKER, THEY THINK
ROUGH AND TOUGH ...MEAN AND NASTY...HEARTLESS AND COLD..
TO THOSE PEOPLE I SAY;
HOW WRONG YOU ARE!
A TRUE BIKER KNOWS WHEN HE MUST BE THAT WAY
AND KNOWS HE MUST DEFEND HIMSELF WHEN NECESSARY.
BUT A TRUE BIKER DOES NOT GO OUT AND PROVOKE .
THE NEW BREED OF SO CALLED BIKERS
ARE TRULY LOST AND CLUELESS.
THEY WILL NEVER UNDERSTAND THE
RULES AND CODES SO MANY HAVE LIVED BY
FOR YEARS GONE BY.
A TRUE BIKER KNOWS IT IS NOT ABOUT THE
COLORS YOU FLY OR THE KIND OF BIKE YOU HAVE...
IT IS ABOUT HEART & SOUL & FREEDOM & FAMILY !!!!!
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