On the Raod To Carolina

“On the Road to Carolina” By Miriam McCue - creator of poetry. dedicated to Bubba, my grandson who is not allowed to do what is in this poem. And Bob who maybe did. Warning: do not practice the activities below, unless you are a professional in the field. This is meant to be sung accompanied by acoustic guitar music. Verse 1 We’re on the road to Carolina, Me & Bubba, my best friend. We’re going to stop in Savanna. To pick up ole toothless Glenn. Verse 2 We’re ridin’ in my ole pickup, The three of us have no fear. ‘Cause toothless Glenn of Savanah, Brought along six cases of beer. Verse 3 When it gets on towards evenin’, We park the old pick up. We’re all sittin’ on the tailgate, Drinkin’ all the cases up. (whoops and whoopies ) Verse 4 When we get to Carolina, Our heads feel all blown about. Glen is barfin’ out the winder, And Bubba has completely passed out. FINIS NOTE: TO be more politically correct: I am the designated driver.