Shovels & Rope - This ride

This Ride, what a ^Dride what a ^Emride, what a ^Cride ^{G D G} [Verse 1]

It ^Churts and it scars and it ^Daches and it twists It ^Emstarves and it laughs and it ^Cballs up its fists It’s crooked and it hollows and it ^Dsoothes and it breaks And it ^Emgrows and it ponders and it ^Ctoils and it takes It ^Dstretches and it breathes and it is lonely and long ^{G D C G}

This ride, what a ^Dride, oh ^Emmy, what a ^Cride ^{G D G} [Verse 2]

It ^Ccalls and it follows and it ^Dbreaks down your door It ^Embleeds you dry and it ^Casks you for more Shows up at your work and it ^Dmakes you insane And it ^Emloses your keys and leaves you ^Ccrying in the rain It’s ^Dcostly and violent and it’s a sorrowful song ^{G D C G}

But I am thankful by and ^Dby my love And if I’m ^Emtalking too much just ^Cgive me a shove If I’m ^Gwalking too fast maybe ^Dpick it on up It’s ^Emjust like Old Yeller and ^CLonesome Dove When you ^Chate how it ends, but you ^Dcan’t get enough, this ^Gride

It ^Clifts and it gives and it ^Dsingles you out It ^Gshames and it blames and ^Cforgives and it doubts It inspires and it opens our ^Deyes and it heals And it ^Gcoughs and it slips and it ^Cfalls and it steals Your m^Demory your dignity your husbands and your mothers ^{G D C G}