One of our 3 wedding songs

This was emailed to us a while back from a family friend who has known Troy most of Troy's life. (Troy even dated his daughter.) Our families go camping together every summer. Greg is famous for writing clever lyrics to popular songs. Because the camping trips revolve around dirt biking, most of the songs are also about motorcycles.

Troy's Dad, Greg (who wrote the song) and Alan, (who also camps with us) sang this song at our wedding reception in Utah, accompanied by guitars.

Looking back, I realize that almost everything in this song is true, even if some of it is stretched a little to make it funny. It seems like now that we have kids, I spend more time in camp than on my motor riding by his side.

Troy and Nicole Wedding Pie by Greg Shields
Sung to the tune of 'American Pie" by Don McLean

(first verse)
Not too long ago, This was
When it had just begun to snow,
There was a boy you got know.

In wintertime he stole your heart
The two of you were not apart
And wedding plans began to start

But in romance with all its glory
You sometimes get just half the story,

Should have taken that invitation,
To go on his vacation.

We hope you have a great romance,
Cause if you do then there’s a chance,
You’ll look good in Fox racing pants.

Because Troy loves to ride…

Chorus:
Ride, ride, we gotta go ride!
I hope you get a motor
And you ride by his side.

If you don’t want to
you can always stay home

and think of things to do all alone…
think of things to do all alone.

(second verse)
Troy was raised out in the dirt,
With a toilet and a fridge that didn’t work.

And he thought that it was all so grand,

A great time on a Friday night
was to do air-cleaners on the bike,
Make sure all the chains were tight.

He always looked in real trouble
Cause he’d go through, not around the puddles,

The bike was always calling,
And Troy was always falling.

Now I hope that you can hold on tight
When Troy rides at the speed of light,
The bike drowns out those screams of fright

Because Troy loves to ride…

Chorus:
Ride, ride, we gotta go ride!
I hope you get a motor
And you ride by his side.

If you don’t want to
you can always stay home

and think of things to do all alone…
think of things to do all alone.

(third verse)
When you make your travel plans
You must not think of distant lands,
With all those great rides close at hand.

Can you fill your vacation needs,
By always camping in the weeds?
Because you’ll never see the beach

A restaurant by the ocean or a mountain top,
In his mind won’t beat the pit-stop.

They cook burgers your way
with the patties as an ashtray.

You'll get stuck out in the tent
With tubes ans bike parts that are bent
but you won't have to pay the rent

Because Troy loves to ride.

Chorus:
Ride, ride, we gotta go ride!
I hope you get a motor
And you ride by his side.

If you don’t want to
you can always stay home

and think of things to do all alone…
think of things to do all alone.

(fourth verse)

We don't mean to scare you away
But it's too late, we're sad to say
Just stick with us and you'll be okay

Even if Troy loves to ride.

Chorus:
Ride, ride, we gotta go ride!
I hope you get a motor
And you ride by his side.

If you don’t want to
you can always stay home

and think of things to do all alone…
think of things to do all alone.