Copyright David E. Miller, 1987
No matter how far you've ridden and how bad the weather and the road were, and how tired you are, when you stop you know in the back of your mind, you'd rather be still riding.
Intro as chorus. Play chorus as prefix to verse. Verse (twice through) G C D D G C Bmin Bmin G C D D G C Amin Amin Verse 1 b Its gonna snow. Its already cold Its gonna be bad but you won't be told Your fingers won't brake, you can't change gear And you did it all for a dodgey beer Verse 2 The machine you've got is a wreck It wouldn't handle worse if it was still in a box! The only time its gonna bring you any cash Is when its been parked in the Mersey Docks! We know that its gonna rain Why do we do it again and again You'd understand if you'd ever been on The Last Two Hundred Miles to Aberdeen Verse 3 Always hating traffic Sometimes use the white line Never showing your 'slight' concern for Possible diesel slime Steering by the hedgerows, like a Shooting star in the night. Feeling like you've got Mick's old Jota To travel at the speed of light. Chorus Ri- ding Rea-dy to drop Emin C e g a c Fly- ing Don't wanna stop Emin C d e g g Ri- ding Mile after mile Emin C e g a c Fly- ing Pleasure Beyond Smile Emin C d b a d cRiff in chorus
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