Loosely based on an encounter in Dover in 1978. Heavy metal vibe.
On the Dover docks one night in the middle of a barroom fight,
I heard a man call out, “It’s people like you bringin’ this country down.”
And wanting to hear more, I took a step inside the door;
And an angry man, bigger than most, slowly turned around.
There was an element of danger as I looked at the stranger;
He said, “I’m mad as hell, but I can tell this day may turn out right.”
CHORUS: Motorcycles were his lovers, he didn’t have no room for others;
And if I’d had just a little more time, I woulda climbed on right behind,
To watch the ripple of the blue tattoos on the back of his hands.
It was kind of a one-shot deal, it was cold, but it was real;
Losin’ track of time I lost him on that foggy channel crossing,
Lost the ripple of the blue tattoos on the back of his hands.
CHORUS
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