Robyn Raymond Hitchcock (born 3rd March 1953) is an English singer-songwriter and psych folk guitarist. While primarily a vocalist and guitarist, he also plays harmonica, piano, and bass guitar. Many of Hitchcock's album covers bear his paintings or drawings, and his albums' liner notes sometimes include a printed short story. His live concerts usually include a considerable amount of story-telling, imaginative and surreal ad-libbed monologues in his lyrical style.
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#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------## Date: Wed, 28 Jun 1995 15:00:40 -0400 (EDT) From: Terry Marks
Ride by Robyn Hitchcock
courtesy of Arif Jamal Ansari Ride (R. Hitchcock)
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G You don't have to go anywhere G you don't have to do anything A All you've got to do in this world is Ride CG All you've got to do is Ride It's the end of a lond, hard decade - and before the next long, hard decade By the end of which a million creatures yet unborn will die All you've got to do is Ride C Love me, love me, love me, love me, love me - G that's what all the papers say C Hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me - G please don't let me get away C But if you don't love yourself C What's the use in someone else D Loving you? You don't have to sharpen yourself - you're imbedded deep as it is All you've got to do in this world is Ride All you've got to do is Ride You don't have to worship a cheque - you don't have to sleep with a judge All you've got to do in this world is Ride All you've got to do is Ride Love me, love me, love me, love me, love me - that's what everybody says Hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me - please don't let me get away But if you don't love yourself What's the use in someone else Loving you? CD So put down your hands, pick up your head - and Ride G Sitting in a carriage in the pouring rain - A In Swindon CG With an anorak GACG Better ride on ho - o - me (x4)