Biography:
Caitlin Rose (b. 23 June 1987) is a singer and songwriter from Nashville, TN. She began writing songs at the age of 16, initially influenced by punk but subsequently discovering and embracing Nashville's country music heritage. Her lyrics and vocal style have drawn comparisons to Loretta Lynn, Patsy Cline and Iris DeMent.
She released an EP in December of 2008 titled Dead Flowers EP, the title track being a Rolling Stones cover. The album Own Side Now was released first in the UK in August of 2010 by Names Records
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Learning To Ride
E A E
Learning to ride, oh, learning to ride
A E B7
I get knocked down when I'm learning to ride
E A E
A few broken bones for a place to hide
A E B7 E
I get knocked down when I'm learning to ride.
The same chords continue for the whole rest of the song. Just apply them to the right rhythm.
When I was young used to ride the wild ones
They were lots of fun but they almost took my life
Now all I need is a simple steed
To take me where I need without putting up a fight.
Learning to ride, oh, learning to ride
I get knocked down when I'm learning to ride
A few broken bones for a place to hide
I get knocked down when I'm learning to ride.
Tennessee Stud took me for a blooming bud
He chewed me up, spit me out just the same, oh
He took my words, spilled my beans in to the herd
Now they all look at me with courage and disdain.
Learning to ride, oh, learning to ride
I get knocked down when I'm learning to ride
A few broken bones for a place to hide
I get knocked down when I'm learning to ride.
Little-boy Lost, he's a real coin toss
And could I pay the cost of even heading for a fall?
Born in June, he could learn to run too soon
He's a real summer's child, with two heads about it all.
Learning to ride, oh, learning to ride
I get knocked down when I'm learning to ride
A few broken bones for a place to hide
I get knocked down, oh
I get knocked down, oh
I get knocked down when I'm learning to ride.
E A E
Learning to ride, oh, learning to ride
A E B7
I get knocked down when I'm learning to ride
E A E
A few broken bones for a place to hide
A E B7 E
I get knocked down when I'm learning to ride.
The same chords continue for the whole rest of the song. Just apply them to the right rhythm.
When I was young used to ride the wild ones
They were lots of fun but they almost took my life
Now all I need is a simple steed
To take me where I need without putting up a fight.
Learning to ride, oh, learning to ride
I get knocked down when I'm learning to ride
A few broken bones for a place to hide
I get knocked down when I'm learning to ride.
Tennessee Stud took me for a blooming bud
He chewed me up, spit me out just the same, oh
He took my words, spilled my beans in to the herd
Now they all look at me with courage and disdain.
Learning to ride, oh, learning to ride
I get knocked down when I'm learning to ride
A few broken bones for a place to hide
I get knocked down when I'm learning to ride.
Little-boy Lost, he's a real coin toss
And could I pay the cost of even heading for a fall?
Born in June, he could learn to run too soon
He's a real summer's child, with two heads about it all.
Learning to ride, oh, learning to ride
I get knocked down when I'm learning to ride
A few broken bones for a place to hide
I get knocked down, oh
I get knocked down, oh
I get knocked down when I'm learning to ride.
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