Copyright © 2008 Porch String Music -
3. Yellow Bike
music by Tracy Jane Comer
lyrics by Tracy Jane Comer & Randy Green
(c) 2003 Porch String Publishing ASCAP
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Tracy: guitar, vocals
Nancy: piano
Dave: backing vocals, percussion
Ten years old in ’74, in a run down shack
With a bathroom on the porch
Free school lunch and hand-
And a two-
But a view of the ocean from my window
I loved to watch the tide just come and go
There alone
Bought a fishing pole at the five-
Never caught a fish, but I loved to throw that line
Sittin’ on the pier in the salty air
Spinning daydreams to pass the time
And I rode my yellow bike on that beach road
Never thought about where I might go, I just rode
[CHORUS] Riding, flying, on that road
Laughing, smiling, all alone
Living poor, but living free
Happy on that yellow bike
on that road beside the sea
Hibernating in my room
With my forty-
Leaving all the world behind
Never wanting more than just that time alone
The nighttime brought its dark and bitter haze
But oh, how I loved those daydream days
By the sea
I wonder why I just can’t understand
Why I’m sad that I was happy then
Do I have such a better life today
That I’ll never have that bliss of yesterday?
Twenty-
The air thick with ten thousand fleas
Waiting for that monthly check
To buy one week’s worth of groceries
But I don’t think that occurred to me
Life wasn’t all that it should be
We just lived
[REPEAT CHORUS]