John Williamson – The Buckled Bicycle (Guitar)

D                                 G          D
Bill you were a friend of mine, a gentleman indeed

G                 D              A
On your two wheel steed, did you ever cry?

        D                                G             D
Did you laugh at our pettiness with your pump and tyre tight

    G              A           G     D   G   A   G   D
You left us with a bump in the night

D                               G               D
Bill was hard to undertstand, a language of his own

  G            D        A
A man so much alone, no family

D                          G                D
He was onto something, his joy was plain to see

  G                  A              G   D   G   A   G   D
I wish he could have passed it onto me

G                         Bm             A
Bill had no funeral, he's just a ghost today

    G            D
His pump was his tombstone

     G                 A        G   D   G   A   G   D
They threw his buckled bicycle away

    G                             Bm            A
The little town closed ranks, the constable was wise

    G                 D            G                D
The driver drowns his sorrows when he turns out the light

   G               A           G   D
He still hears the bump in the night

G                             Bm           A
Drink another brandy boys and pour another beer

      G            D
After all he was a simpleton

G      A      G      D
Was he really here?

G                                   Bm            A
Plant him in the limestone with his little bag of gear

G              D
Keep his pump, that's ok

     G                 A       G    D   G   A   G   D
Just throw his buckled bicycle away

  G                       Bm               A
A vivid boyhood memory, I can't forget the day

G                D
This will be his epitaph

     G                 A       G    D
They threw his buckled bicycle away

     G                 A       G    D
They threw his buckled bicycle away