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.
Copyright © Miriam Mccue | Year Posted 2009
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