Verse:
Bb
Hey Lady Godiva, ridin' throughout town
Bb
Naked on your big white horse
Bb
With your long hair hangin' down
Bb     Eb
Lady Godiva, you say you're frightened
Eb     Bb
and so shy
Bb F
I  hate to bust your bubble but you
                             Bb
Sure picked a funny place to hide
 
Verse:
Bb
Hey Lady Godiva, lookin' for a place
Bb
Where no one wants your body
Bb
And nobody knows your face
Bb     Eb
Lady Godiva, you say you wanna be loved
Eb            Bb
For what's inside
Bb F
I  don't know much about horses but you
                             Bb
Sure picked a funny place to ride
 
Chorus:
Eb
Every man's just a clutchin' hand
Eb              Bb
Reachin' out to grab you
Eb
Every man's a quiverin' lance
Eb             F
Tryin' hard to stab you - don' let 'em nab you 
 
Instrumental: Eb Bb F Bb
 
Verse: 
Bb
Hey Lady Godiva, lookin' kind of scared
Bb
You showed 'em all your talents
Bb
And nobody seems to care
Bb     Eb                                Bb
Lady Godiva, could it be no-one wants to ride
F
Come to think it over
                                         Bb
You may have picked the perfect place to hide
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