Lord, I'm not sure you let bikers into heaven
but I hope you do,
I don't know too much about politics or religion
but I do know we are your children, too.

So, when I make that final ride
and you go to prepare me a place,
Just let it be ridin' my Harley in heaven
with the wind blowin' across my face.

My vision of heaven is a place
with lots of green grass, trees, and a wide open highway,
Where once again I'll be ridin'
beside my biker brothers and sisters everyday.

Lord, take care of my family, friends,
and fellow bikers here on earth,
Just the way you did me
from the time my Mother gave birth.

Although I'm going to miss all those runs I made
and the places I went,
I just pray that when we meet,
you will tell me my time on earth was well spent.

And hopefully someday, folks will stop judging a biker
because of what they wear or they way they look,
Let them remember your words,
"Judge not and be not Judged", which you wrote in your book.

copyright Dean Downey-2002

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