Ruble, rumble of road underneath
Traveling north, south, or east
A bump, a swerve, and go on again
An escapade to write with pencil or pen
The road turns left and so do I
An adventure, I tell you, is ever so nigh!
A mountain sight not far away,
And up over there lies a great, big bay!
Through the trees I see lake,
And crawling by, a great, big snake!
The road takes where it sees fit,
And I love every, little bit!
With big, blue sky or dark and grey,
I love both in every way!
The sights! The seas! The mountains high!
Take me everywhere beneath the sky!