Ride

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
                        C      G
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?
   C                                            D
So put down your hands, pick up your head - and Ride
G
Sitting in a carriage in the pouring rain -
A
In Swindon
        C      G
With an anorak
G              A    C   G
Better ride on ho - o - me (x4)