This is my favorite song, a poignant song about a rocking horse and growing up.
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Ride Ride Rocket
By
Michael E. Pryor
Copyright 2002 All Rights Reserved
Key: CMajor play in D[Capo2] or Db[Capo1]]
Notation: Upper case represents a Chord
Lower case represents a picked note
Time:[3/4 With Pick] !=Single Strum
[Each '/' represents one measure. '/' is over the Bass]
Metronome:152
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[Whistle Intro]
/Am / /Em / /Am / /Em / /Dm /Em /Dm /Em /Am / /G / /
/g-e-d /c-C /C /C /C
[Verse 1]
/C / /F /C / / /
You never could tell by the way that I walk . . .
/C / /F /G / / /g-a-b
I once was a cowboy, and that’s not just talk.
/C / /F /C / / /
Ropin’ and Brandin’ and riding the trails.
/C / /F /C / / /
To kitten corrals, and to puppy dog jails.
[Verse 2]
/C / /F /C / / /
Had a wide brim sombrero and red plastic chaps,
/C /C /F /G / / /g-a-b
A shoulder-slung rifle with a cork that snapped back,
/C / /F /C / / /
I had dust in my knickers and grit in my hat,
/F /C /G /G7 /C / /
And I ruled a ranch kingdom from the saddle where I sat.
[Chorus]
/ /F /C /Am / /F / / /
He was a toy horse named Rocket, with springs like the wind,
/ /C / /F / /C / / /
I may not look country, but that’s where I begin
[Verse 3]
/C / /F /C / / /
I remember the day rocket came to the ranch.
/ / /F /G / / /g-a-b
It was one of my birthdays, and oh, how we danced.
/C / /F /C / / /
Squeaking and buckin’ was all he could do,
/F /C /G / /C / / /
But I was a cowboy no toy horse ever threw.
[Chorus]
/F /C /Am / /F / / /
My toy horse named Rocket, had springs like the wind,
/ /C / /F / /G / / /
I may not look country, but that’s where I begin
[Rocket Chorus]
/Am / /Em /
I’d say, ride, ride Rocket.
/Am / /Em /
Ride, ride, Rocket.
/Dm /Em /Dm /Em /Am / / /e-e-d/c C C / / /
Ride ride ride Rocket ride.
[Verse 4]
/C / /F /C / / /
In childhood the trails always seemed to be rough,
/C / /F /G / / /g-a-b
‘And lonely small cowboys ain’t always so tough.
/C / /F /C / / /
Sometimes they're ambushed by the men in black hats,
/F /C /G /C / / /
But nothing could touch me if I jumped on his back.
[Rocket Chorus]
/Am / /Em /
I’d say, ride, ride Rocket.
/Am / /Em /
Ride, ride, Rocket.
/Dm /Em /Dm /Em /Am / /Em /
Ride ride ride Rocket ride.
/Am / /Em /
I’d say, ride, ride Rocket.
/Am / /Em /
Ride, ride, Roc ket
/Dm / / /Em /Am / / /Em /Am / / /Em
Ride Rocket ride.
[Whistle Break]
/Am / /Em / /Am / /Em / /Dm /Em /Dm /Em /Am / /Em /
/Am / /Em / /Am / /Em / /Dm /Dm /Dm /Em /Am / / /Em
[Verse 5]
/Am / /Em / / /
One day we was ridin’ old Rocket and me.
/Am / /Em /Am / / /
Divin' down canyons and dodging the trees,
[!=single strum]
/Dm! pause /Em! pause /F! /!
With a crack he was down and he broke to his knees[Pause]
/F! /! /G! /G7!
I’d grown up too full of the country in me.
[Chorus] [Resume pick]
/F! /C! /Am / /F / / /
For a toy horse named Rocket, with springs like the wind,
/ /C / /F / /C / / /
I may not look country, but that’s where I begin
[Verse 6]
/C / /F /C / / /
Well we led him to pasture on a donation truck
/C / /F /G / / /g-a-b
But I’ve never forgotten his squeak or his buck,
/C / /F /C / / /
On the day that my maker says walk to the light . . .
/F /C /G / / / /C / / /
I’ll say pardon me Jesus, but I’ve got a ride
[Final Choruses]
/F /C /Am / /F / / /
On a toy horse named Rocket, with springs like the wind,
/ /C / /F / /G / / /
I may not look country, but that’s where I begin
/Am / /Em /
I’ll say, ride, ride Rocket.
/Am / /Em /
Ride, ride, Rocket.
/Dm /Em /Dm /Em /Am / /Em /
Ride ride ride Rocket ride.
/Am / /Em /
I’ll say, ride, ride Rocket[Heahhh!]
/Am / /Em /
Ride, ride, Roc ket
/Dm / / /Em /Am / / /Em
Ride Rocket ride.
[Whistle End]
/Am / /Em / /Am / /Em / /Dm /Em /Dm /Em /Am / /Em /
/Am / /Em / /Am / /Em / /Dm /Dm /Dm /Em /Am[single strum]
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