Sittin' Tight, Ridin' Hard
Lively & lovingly documented account of a lunatic enterprise in boat-building, wild-fowling & major ballistics.
Earthy, down home, men of the soil, salt of the earth, fish of the chips.
In this century, people will continue to be shocked by artistic versatility.
Story behind the song
Allegro Liz goes up market, goes places & goes faster.
Lyrics
It was the kinda mornin', you wake up singin'
Although the portents are black
She's the kinda girl, don't wanna get too close
But on her, don't turn your back
I swear I counted every second of every minute
Until the hour we said we'd meet
I knew I could do what I wanted
If I could climb into the drivin' seat
But she sat tight, I couldn't force a move
She sat tight, tight, tight, she sat tight
For an hour or so the sun was shinin'
But then the rains came
For an hour or so I swear she was smilin'
But that was just a ruse in her game
Huh, she moved me into a dead end
It seemed all I could do was reverse
But now it was me that was sittin' tight
Nothing could be more perverse
So I sat tight, I didn't wanna force a move
I sat tight, tight, tight, I sat tight
I rolled down a window, let in some fresh air
Said:"Honey, how can this be?"
She said: "OK Jim. you've come too close
Now you're gonna ride with me"
And she rides hard, I didn't force a move
She rides hard, hard, hard, my baby rides hard
She sure rides hard
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