Old Bike

G                    Bm
Old bike, rode it my whole life
          Am      D               
Wonder if I might beat that old 
          G
bike to the grave
G                         Bm
Moon bright, gliding down hillsides
           Am          D          
Haze off a porch light flickers 
             G
and catches my gaze


               C                G
On my bicycle,            rolling 
along
               C                G
On my bicycle,            singing my
 song
              C    N.C. F           
           G
On my bicycle ride,      hoping 
you’ll come along


G                     Bm
Warm night, riding my soul bike
              Am                D 
Doesn’t quite roll right but it 
                      G
gets me where I need to be
         G                   Bm
There is no guide, life is a slow 
ride
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              Am       D       
If you got an old bike come ride 
                   G
around here with me


                 C                 
On our bicycles,            hands 
      G
in the air
                 C                 
On our bicycles,            driving
      G
 with care
                    F
On our bicycle ride


                 C         F      G
Everyone’s at it alone sometimes
                          C        
But it’s better to have a companion
 F     G
 ride
                    C          Am 
Everyone’s Saturday night goes 
       Dm
wrong sometimes
Fm        C
Along the ride

Fm C


F          G       C     F    G
Busted and rickety olden bike
F          G         C       F    G
Busted and missing a bolt or five
F       G           C       Am  
Holding together as long as I’m 
Dm
alive
Fm        C
Along the ride

Fm C


G          A         D    G     A
Ladies and gentlemen I despise
G        A          D        G   A
Leave em alone as I drive on by
G     A           D        Bm  
Never imagined it quite so 
      Em
divine to glide
Gm         D
Along the ride