The Mountain
Bike©2020TonyFallon0518
You
said where you now lived was far out and remote
Well I had so little breath left when I approached
It was bad I broke the chain on the bicycle
and walking up the mountain was so physical
By the time I arrived I also had two flats
Probably on the road there must have been some glass
I couldn't believe you had no bicycle patches
To keep the pumped air in either of my gashes
That was a very bad start to a love affair
You had no extra patches and I had no spare
your father is a crank so it was no surprise
That he wouldn't lend tubes until I could get supplies
Well I had so little breath left when I approached
It was bad I broke the chain on the bicycle
and walking up the mountain was so physical
By the time I arrived I also had two flats
Probably on the road there must have been some glass
I couldn't believe you had no bicycle patches
To keep the pumped air in either of my gashes
That was a very bad start to a love affair
You had no extra patches and I had no spare
your father is a crank so it was no surprise
That he wouldn't lend tubes until I could get supplies
With
air in the tires I could free wheel to the base
And get the broken chain fixed or have it replaced
I was annoyed enough to throw it in the ditch
But I could not afford to because I wasn't rich
To walk down this big mountain would take many hours
And the weather was not good with those cold showers
And get the broken chain fixed or have it replaced
I was annoyed enough to throw it in the ditch
But I could not afford to because I wasn't rich
To walk down this big mountain would take many hours
And the weather was not good with those cold showers
I
knew he wouldn't let me sleep inside we weren't wed
So I could use the hay shed or barn for my bed
I settled on the barn it must be the wrong place
I was awakened with the cow licking my face
You showed me some compassion with two hard boiled eggs
Instead of cycling I set off on my two legs
With no road traffic there was no way to hitchhike
And with flats and broken chain I couldn't use the bike
So I could use the hay shed or barn for my bed
I settled on the barn it must be the wrong place
I was awakened with the cow licking my face
You showed me some compassion with two hard boiled eggs
Instead of cycling I set off on my two legs
With no road traffic there was no way to hitchhike
And with flats and broken chain I couldn't use the bike
There's
been no contact since the blame is not all mine
Since your father won't get a cell phone or landline
Since your father won't get a cell phone or landline