Robyn Hitchcock - Ride

^GYou don't have to go anywhere ^Gyou don't have to do anything All you've got to do in this world is ^ARide All you've got to do is ^CRide ^G 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 ^CLove me, love me, love me, love me, love me - that's what all the ^Gpapers say ^CHold me, hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me - please don't let me ^Gget away ^CBut if you don't love yourself ^CWhat's the use in someone else ^DLoving 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' So ^Cput down your hands, pick up your head - and ^DRide ^GSitting in a carriage in the pouring rain - ^AIn Swindon With an ^Canorak ^{G G}Better ride on ^Aho - ^Co - ^Gme (x4)