Am G
Broken bicycles old busted chains
Dm Am
with rusted handlebars out in the rain
Am G
Somebody must have an orphanage for
Dm E E7
all these things that nobody wants any more
Am G
September's reminding July
Dm Am
it's time to be saying goodbye
Dm G
Summer is gone
Am F
but our love will remain
Dm G
like old broken bicycles
E7 E
out in the rain
Am G E7 E Am
Am G
Broken bicycles don't tell my folks
Dm
there's all those playing cards
Am
pinned to the spokes
Am G
laid down like skeletons out on the lawn
Dm E ( E7 )
the wheels won't turn when the other has gone
Am G
the seasons can turn on a dime
Dm Am ( E7 )
somehow I forget every time
Dm G
for all the things that you've given me
Am F
will always stay
Dm G
broken but I'll never
E7 E
throw them away
Am G E7 E Am
