Am              G
Broken bicycles old busted chains
Dm                     Am
with rusted handlebars out in the rain
Am                    G
Somebody must have an orphanage for
Dm                           E        E7
all these things that nobody wants any more

Am                      G
September's reminding July
Dm                         Am
it's time to be saying goodbye

Dm        G
Summer is gone
        Am          F
but our love will remain
     Dm         G          
like old broken bicycles
E7         E
out in the rain

Am       G       E7  E  Am 

Am              G
Broken bicycles don't tell my folks
Dm
there's all those playing cards
Am            
pinned to the spokes
Am                       G
laid down like skeletons out on the lawn
Dm                             E       ( E7 )
the wheels won't turn when the other has gone

Am                        G
the seasons can turn on a dime
Dm                     Am    ( E7 )
somehow I forget every time

Dm                             G
for all the things that you've given me
Am          F
will always stay
Dm         G
broken but I'll never
E7          E
throw them away