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G C G D Ride my bike down the old dirt hill, G C G D the first time without my training wheels. G C G D The first time I kissed you I lost my legs, G C G D Bring that beat back to me again. Gm C G D scream and shout in loud all innocence Gm C G D And the days when all we did would never end, (oh lord) G C G D Smoking under the railroad bridge G C G D I used to ride my bike down that old dirt hill G C G D The first time I kissed you I lost my legs G C G D Bring that beat back to me again Gm C G D Scream and shout out loud all innocence (yeah) Gm C G D and the days when all we did would never end--- G C G D Screaming down the old dirt hill, G C G D Bring that beat back to me again (Ha!) E D But you know when it gets hard F D is when the days I remember, seem so far away A D I was just a kid, but that's what I miss A D I was just a kid, but that's what I miss C D come'on take me back, take me back, to that beat again G C G D Smoking under the railroad bridge G C G D Bring that beat back to me again. G C G D Bring that beat back to me again G C G D Bring that beat back to me again G C G D I used to ride my bike down that old dirt hill G C G D The first time all we could with girlfriends G C G D Bring that beat back to me again. G C G D Bring that beat back to me again G C G D Bring that beat back to me again G C G D Bring that beat back to me again. G C G D Bring that beat back to me again G C G D Bring that beat back to me again.
Written by Boyd C. Tinsley, Carter A. Beauford, David John Matthews, Leroi H. Moore, Mark Christopher Batson, Stefan K. Lessard
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