Lyrics:

C-Bm-Am-G-F-C-GAnd it's a C long, long Bm way Am to the G topBut when you come F down C it's one headlong G rushYou've got an itch to scratch the shiny bits of lightHanging like stars, hanging like starsREPEAT SECTION 1SECTION 2:F-C-GAnd Mary says, you're such a restless soulMy Bicycle Spaniard, my Magyar of coldYou've got an itch to find what's best left lost and coldMy Bicycle Spaniard, my poor restless soulMy Bicycle Spaniard, my poor restless soulREPEAT SECTION 1REPEAT SECTION 2 x2

Cracker Bicycle Spaniard