By: Rob Cantor
Album: Not A Trampoline-
Old bike, rode it my whole life
Wonder if I might beat that old bike to the grave
Moon bright, gliding down hillsides
Haze off a porch light flickers and catches my gazeOn my bicycle, rolling along
On my bicycle, singing my song
On my bicycle ride, hoping you’ll come alongWarm night, riding my soul bike
Doesn’t quite roll right but it gets me where I need to be
There is no guide, life is a slow ride
If you got an old bike come ride around here with meOn our bicycles, hands in the air
On our bicycles, driving with care
On our bicycle rideEveryone’s at it alone sometimes
But it’s better to have a companion ride
Everyone’s saturday night goes wrong sometimes
Along the rideBusted and rickety olden bike
Busted and missing a bolt or five
Holding together as long as I’m alive
Along the rideLadies and gentlemen I despise
Leave 'em alone as I drive on by
Never imagined it quite so divine to glide
Along the ride
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РізнеI listen to all kinds of songs so don't be salty if this book doesn't fit your music taste. - published: May 12th 2020 Status : on going - I own nothing but the BOOK and the COVER. Each chapter contains one song and it's lyrics. - Nick.