Kick stands up, with skies so blue,
Frank, Al and Wayne ride a road that’s new.
Tires and engines, hum a steady hymn,
They lean into the curves, defying gravity again.

CMA Patches and Colors, worn with grace,
Wind-pressed smiles on their face.
Through mountain curves and valleys deep,
Safety on the road they gladly keep.

They share the road, they share their days,
With laughter enjoying freedom’s praise.
When storms roll in, they do not fear,
For God their Captain, is always near.

One throttle twist, three souls in flight,
Bike chrome gleams, in the fading light.
Not just friends, but a very bless crew
Enjoying the roads they’ve ridden through

Three brothers bound, by faith and steel,
With open hearts, and prayers that heal.
Their journey’s more, than the miles they roam
They will ride thanking God, till they get home.

Through storms or shine, their friendship extends,
For bikes ride best, when shared with friends
When the day grows quiet and the ride ends,
They park their bikes, now closer as friends.

And when the journey’s miles are done,
Frank, Al and Wayne, forever one.
For Friendship Road has no dead end,
The three Amigos forever and always friends

Friendship Road, has no dead end
The three Amigos
Forever Brothers and Friends.