Legend has it in forty seven
Four thousand bikes met a force of seven
Fourth of july was the time
In a town called hollister
At the uphill climb
Chorus 1:
Poor jack kerouac
Riding with his paperback camus
In the pocket of his army fatigues
It's kind of hard to spend your time
Keeping cans of soup in line
When you've been the waist gunner
On a b.17 singing