C G   C   F G   C
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[Verse 1]
C     G            C                   F                   G
Peggy Sue rode a - way last night, . .  on a rocking horse
C             G      C               F                G
Straight in - to the pale moonlight, make believe, of course
    F               C
But what's a little girl of eight
      Dm7                    C
Sup - posed to do when she's up so late
    F                     C
She can't sleep 'cause it sounds like hate
Dm              Em        F            G
Coming from her momma and daddy's room.


[Chorus]
C   G Am  C
 Ride on,  ride on
F                      G
 Out to where it don't hurt no more
C   G Am  C
 Ride on,  Come on
F               G
 Back to how it was before
     F                    G
Your momma cried and your daddy cussed
Am            C       D
All they ever seem to do is fuss,
F   C   Dm   G   C F C G
Ri     -     de  on.


[Verse 2]
C     G           C
Tommy Lee's got a space machine,
F                         G
 He keeps it ready on the launching pad
C                    G          C
'Cause there've been times that he has seen,
   F          G
An alien in - vade his dad
F                C
 So he heads out for the stars
Dm                  Em          C
  Past the moon and straight to Mars
F                        C
 But what about the in - visible scars
     Dm        Em              F            G
That come in a bottle that his daddy brings home.


[Chorus]
C   G Am  C
 Ride on,  ride on
F                      G
 Out to where it don't hurt no more
C   G Am  C
 Ride on,  Come on
F               G
 Back to how it was before
     F                   G
Your momma left and your daddy changed
Am             C        D
You don’t even know . . who’s to blame
F   C   Dm   G   C C C C
Ri     -     de  on.


[Bridge]
F                C
Some people just lose control,
G               C
Some people hit overload
F               C
Some people act like some people,
Dm                        G
They never thought they'd be
   F                G
So why can't we all see
    F                  C
The only antidote, the only way to cope
    Dm                 G  F#   Em
The only true hope is . . lo - ve.
   Dm
So everybody won't you.


[Chorus]
C   G Am  C
 Ride on,  ride on
F                      G
 Out to where it don't hurt no more
C   G Am  C
 Ride on,  Come on
F               G
 Back to how it was before
F             G
 Go ahead and test your faith
        Am             C          D
There's still a lot of hope, it's never too late.
F   C   Dm   G      Am     C        D     F  C  Dm  C   C  C  F  C
To ri    -   de     on the wings of love, ri    -  de   on...