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So true

Dino I had an 850 Commando interstate for a while ,but when this song was set I rode a Honda CB 250 which was pretty much as quick as most of the British bikes twice it's size back then.Sadly I blew it up street racing when the cam tensioner broke up and wrecked all the valve gear.Parts were hard to find and it sat for many years in the garage while I moved on to BSAs and Triumphs.

Riverside Café
by
Graham Windle
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Am                     Em
Riverside Café,Saturday evening
G                                D
Every one gathers, a welcoming sight.
Am                             Em
One hundred bikers all gathered together,
G                                 D                          Am~
The engines cry out as they ride through the night.

Am                               Em
You challenge you rival to see who’s the faster,
G                               D
Racing for beer is what its about.
Am                            Em
You drop a coin, in the slot of the jukebox,
G                         D                   Am~
Select your record, then you rush out.

Am                          Em
Ride hell for leather while it is playing,
G                         D
Finish the course, before the song.
Am                           Em
Show to the masses, you are the master,
G                                   D           Am~
Prove to your comrades that you belong.

F                             C
Six-fifty Norton, the smell of black leather,
G                                   F                    Am
The feel of your woman as she holds on tight.
F                                      C
Your knee scrapes the tarmac as you take the corner,
        G                                                    Am ~
You open the throttle, the front wheel goes light.

Am                          Em
Out of the darkness, headlights approaching,
G                                    D
Break and then swerve to avoid the head on.
Am                            Em
One hundred bikers will follow the coffin,
G                                              D            Am~
You’ve proved to your comrades, that you belong.

Nice work Russ I have only heard it so far on my tablet so the sound isn't great for me as I can't hear some of the lyrics but will give it another listen when I can get on the pc

Never  kept  chickens  myself  but  I  do  have  a  story .The  guy  who  used  to  do  my  garden in the  UK  lived  quite  close  to  us and  kept  a  few  chickens  ,one  of  which was  a  real bad ass rooster  called Fluffy , All of  Richards  chickens  were  free  to  roam  and  as  we  lived in the middle  of  no  where  there was  no real problems  until  one  day    some  of the  hens  left  home  and  took  up  residence  in my  rabbit  pen ,Fluffy  followed  and  used  to  sit on our back porch waiting  for  the  dog to  come out  of  the  house whereupon he  would  dive  bomb  him   and  make  his  life  a  misery . This  carried  on for  quite  some  time  and  no  matter  how many  times we took  him home  Fluffy  would  always  return  It  always put me  in  mind  of  Weird Al Jankoviches   song. Psycho chicken ,any  way  we  enjoyed  free  eggs  for  a time  until  Richard   left  to  live  in Tighland  .Fluffy   on the  other  hand  was  seen around  the village  for a  number  of  years  working  as  a  free lance  rooster .
Oh  nearly  forgot   Amy   you  have  to  monitor  this  topic  very  closely  as  you  are  the  chick moderator.

so  may be  the  studio  model is  chambered .

Don't give up on this this song could have a great country and western feel to it .The only lyrical changes I would make at the moment would be the removal of the line should have been easy  then it flows a little better at that point. And split  it at Offered to set her free then this  section  would  become  a  chorus  which  is  quite  catchy .
C
Lovin` her was easy
G                   C
Easy as  A  B   C
F
Keepin` her happy was
C                           D
Harder than X   Y   Zee
A#m
Tried to give her a life style
F                   C
Easy as 1   2   3
C
We went through some rough times
G                         C
Offered to set her free

Something  like  this  as  a  chorus   then you  need  to  work  on a  verse  ,hope  it  helps  .

This  shows  the  idea  better

Doug  its  all  leading  up  to  the  big  one  at  the  end  of  September   when I  turn 60.

One thing nobody has mentioned yet is about string choice and hight all my guitars including acoustic have light strings and low action which makes such a difference to finger pressure when playing my only exceptions are my two resonators and my stratocaster which I use for slide these are set higher and have heavier strings .Ok light stings on an acoustic Will be quieter but as I only play amplified thats no problem

I get up in the morning and the birds are chirping
You’re lying beside me , but your heart is hurting
Grandmaw’s on the front porch dipping snuff and burping
Wondering what you might have done
if you had her in the sights of your gun

oh there is no time for regrets right now
you know you gotta kill her somehow
Oh no time for regrets right now
Pick up my gun, get it over and done
And soon Ill be on the run

But grandpa always did like ‘em rough
Uncle Leroy had a dragon named “Puff”
Puff was magic, he could do tricks
Just give him some weed and some match - sticks (enunciate both syllables)

oh there is no time for regrets....My  soul
gotta take  a shovel dig a big  hole
no time for regrets
cos  the  cops  are  coming
I'm heading  for  the  hills
and I gotta  keep  running ....

(now  lets  add  some chords then we  know  how  to  sing  it ?)