Girl On A Bicycle - Ralph McTell

Hey little girl on the bicycle, wheels spin like they’re

Riding on air

Hey little girl on the bicycle, wheels flash like the sun

In her hair

And the wheels go round but the bike has stopped moving

Trees on the river move by her

Hey little girl on the bicycle, sun blaze in her hair

Like a flame

And the river’s reflecting her bicycle, and the reeds

Whisper her name

And the wheels go round but the bike has stopped moving

Trees on the river move by her

Hey little girl on the bicycle, dressed in white, the

Trees were in green

Sparkling cycling bicycle that moves through the trees

Like a dream

And the wheels go round and the trees have stopped moving

Suddenly she is gone

La, la, la…