C. Douglas Caffey

TRIUMPHING ON A TIGER!

Now there was a blue Triumph,
A ‘Tiger’ by name.
Who could eat up a mountain and
Every curve she’d tame!
No two-wheeler was her equal,
In mountain or plain.
She was a purrin’ Tiger,
True to her name!
On curves she excelled
As her exhausts exhaled.
She clung to the road,
No matter the load!
A dream-machine was she,
As she buzzed like a bee.
Her stinger was always out
Passin’ others with a shout!
This mighty twin was eager to please,
Just grab the throttle and squeeze.
No foolin’ around, this baby would fly,
Straddle her saddle and prepare to die!
From jolly Old England she came,
On some slow freighter, no doubt.
Then a long train to Denver,
Where she waited about!
Into the showroom came a man and his son.
Said the son to his dad,
There are two,
And both of them blue!
That’s one for me
And one for you!
So help me
That’s true!
Twin Triumph Tigers
And both of them blue.
How can I tell which is for me,
And which is for you?
Two Tigers in the stall
Side by side:
Let’s straddle the saddle
And let’s take a ride!
This, the father and son often did
Riding side by side
On twin Tigers of blue,
One for me, the other for you!
Up Coal Creek Canyon
Twisting the Tigers’ tail,
Slow down Dad
Or we’ll land in jail!

The Tigers ride well together,
In all kinds of weather.
And the father and his son
Had so much fun!
Two Tigers of blue:
One for me, one for you,
Up over the Continental Divide,
Father and son, side by side!
Those were the glory days!
Now gone from view,
And gone are the Tigers
Both of them blue!
The son is now grown
And the father is old.
And twin Tigers of blue,
Have both been sold!
What would I give
Again to live
With my son by my side
And two Tigers to ride?
Memories die hard
And sons grow up.
Why can’t old dogs
Again be pups?
Tears fill my eyes,
When I consider the prize
Of a pair of blue Tigers
where somewhere they’ve died!
Somewhere, in the wild blue yonder
I don’t want to straddle a Honda.
God, I’ll be pleased to receive the keys
To a blue Triumph Tiger, please!
And Heaven will be a perfect place,
With my son by my side,
On a pair of blue Tigers