To Our Brother Pop­eye

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Hey Pop­eye, Can you feel the wind in heaven? Can you hear your broth­ers call your name? And you see the tears that fall? Our club won’t be the same.

Can you feel the wind in heaven, When we gather in our group? Can you hear the sound of si­lence, When we look where once you stood?

Can you feel the wind in heaven? Can you hear the Relic Ladies cry? Can you feel our bro­ken hearts Be­cause we have to say good­bye? Can you feel the wind in heaven While your broth­ers hold back tears? Leather cuts and wa­tery eyes, How much we’d rather have you here. We hope there is a biker heaven And we’ll meet again some­day; We hope to feel the wind in heaven When we ride again some­day. Love you brother.

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