Shovels & Rope

This Ride

Shovels & Rope


Tom: G

G
                  D           Em           C       G   D  G
This Ride, what a ride what a ride, what a ride

[Verse 1]

   C                         D
It hurts and it scars and it aches and it twists
   Em                           C
It starves and it laughs and it balls up its fists
                                   D
It’s crooked and it hollows and it soothes and it breaks
       Em                          C
And it grows and it ponders and it toils and it takes
   D                                                     G  D  C  G
It stretches and it breathes and it is lonely and long

[Chorus]

                  D        Em         C      G  D  G
This ride, what a ride, oh my, what a ride

[Verse 2]

   C                           D
It calls and it follows and it breaks down your door
   Em                    C
It bleeds you dry and it asks you for more
                             D
Shows up at your work and it makes you insane
       Em                             C
And it loses your keys and leaves you crying in the rain
     D                                              G  D  C  G
It’s costly and violent and it’s a sorrowful song

[Bridge]
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But I am thankful by and by my love
           Em                    C
And if I’m talking too much just give me a shove
       G                      D
If I’m walking too fast maybe pick it on up
     Em                       C
It’s just like Old Yeller and Lonesome Dove
         C                         D                      G
When you hate how it ends, but you can’t get enough, this ride

[Verse 3]

   C                         D
It lifts and it gives and it singles you out
   G                        C
It shames and it blames and forgives and it doubts
                             D
It inspires and it opens our eyes and it heals
       G                          C
And it coughs and it slips and it falls and it steals
      D                                                   G  D  C  G
Your memory your dignity your husbands and your mothers