My Old Bicycle accords

        F#m                  E
"How fast can you ride your bike?"
      D                A
He asked that Sunday night
       F#m              E
With a wild look in his eye
        D            A
So I followed close behind
      F#m                  E
"How fast do fast cars drive?"
      D          A
That's what I replied
      F#m                  E
"I don't stop at traffic lights
      D             A
Yeah that's how fast I ride"

     F#m             E
We used to ride at night
     D                   A
We used to glide on the west side
       F#m                  E
But he fell and broke his spine
     D                A
So I just left him behind
    F#m                  E       D   A
Behind, behind, behind, behind

     F#m  E    D       A
My old bicycle was a Ferrari
       F#m  E    D       A
It rusted in the yard and now I'm sorry
       F#m  E    D       A
I crashed my car so when I pull up to parties
         F#m  E    D       A
I tell the girls my bike is a Ferrari
        F#m  E    D       A
My old bicycle was a Ferrari
        F#m  E    D       A
It rusted in the yard and now I'm sorry
       F#m  E    D       A
I crashed my car so when I pull up to parties
      F#m  E    D       A
I tell the girls my bike is a Ferrari

      F#m         E
And how fast can you grow up
      D           A
And are you grown up enough
      F#m          E
To outgrow the things you love
     D                 A
And leave an old friend in the dust
      F#m              E
Yeah I remember this one time
     D                   A
When I picked up my phone line
    F#m                 E
And I heard you on the other side
       D                  A
And you said "C'mon let's ride"

F#m  E    D       A
My old bicycle was a Ferrari
       F#m  E    D       A
It rusted in the yard and now I'm sorry
       F#m  E    D       A
I crashed my car so when I pull up to parties
         F#m  E    D       A
I tell the girls my bike is a Ferrari
        F#m  E    D       A
My old bicycle was a Ferrari
        F#m  E    D       A
It rusted in the yard and now I'm sorry
       F#m  E    D       A
I crashed my car so when I pull up to parties
      F#m  E    D       A
I tell the girls my bike is a Ferrari

    D                        F#m
For worse or for better, we leave our
          E
friends behind
     D                     F#m
But then we remember we can't turn back
     E
the time
      D                       F#m
For worse or for better, we leave our
          E
friends behind
     D                     F#m
But then we remember we can't turn back
      E
 the time

F#m  E    D       A
My old bicycle was a Ferrari
       F#m  E    D       A
It rusted in the yard and now I'm sorry
       F#m  E    D       A
I crashed my car so when I pull up to parties
         F#m  E    D       A
I tell the girls my bike is a Ferrari
        F#m  E    D       A
My old bicycle was a Ferrari
        F#m  E    D       A
It rusted in the yard and now I'm sorry
       F#m  E    D       A
I crashed my car so when I pull up to parties
      F#m  E    D       A
I tell the girls my bike is a Ferrari