Rider | Guy Forsyth

🎵 Rider | Guy Forsyth 🎵 - Length: 0:3:48

Rider - Written by Guy Forsyth/Mark Addison Recorded Live September 14, 2024 Live from Norfolk Street is an on-going concert series recorded live at McGonigel's Mucky Duck in Houston, Texas. Our live-streamed concert series is listener supported. For access to our catalog of full length shows, extras, encores, and interviews, become a contributing member at: https://livefromnorfolkstreet.com/ Lyrics: In the small hours of morning Something whispers in my ear A thousand accusations No one wants to hear A laundry list of reasons To be dissatisfied You know you’ve got a rider When you carry this Inside Hanging in the graveyard With a tin cup telephone, Picking out a requiem From those beneath the stones I was a fool unguarded To open up to the unknown I forgot the warnings(I failed to head) And i took a rider home Wash yourself in cold salt water Burn those candles down Shed the skin she’s hiding in Shed the skin and scrape it clean Cuz that riders gonna ride you round and round Round and round Round and round Cuz that riders gonna ride you round and round Till you put that rider down I can see your rider. Picked up along the way Don’t know where he’s going Don’t know how long he’ll stay Got his own agenda Got Somewhere to be Got yourself a rider Now you won’t take me (don’t have room for) You’ve been dancing in the graveyard Tapping on the stones In a widows wedding dresses You bought with stolen bone You spun away the moment that you thought you were alone You forgot the blind spot And you took the rider home Wash yourself in cold salt water Burn those candles down Shed the skin he’s hiding in Shed the skin and scrape it clean Cuz that riders gonna ride you round and round Round and round Round and round Cuz that riders gonna ride you round and round Till you put that rider down