We rose with the sun, ate a honey bun
for the fair morning was a beckoning one
and the purple fields and greening leaves
‘gainst a great blue sky above
Yo Ho the open road
Cups a-brim with our cups-a Joe
Hi Ho press the pedal low
Where the center line don’t show
Road up with the hills, and the sea sick pills
Left behind in the drawer with utility bills
So it’s oops with tummy, out with the snack
and the windows down like that!
Yo Ho the open road
Cups a brim with our cups-a Joe
Hi Ho press the pedal low
Where the center line don’t show
Skirt the tiny towns, up to County Brown
And the last big rise just about sundown
And you say slow down, let me out right now
And you say “I’m gonna blow!!” (YO!)
Yo Ho the open road
Cups a-brim with our cups-a Joe
Hi Ho press the pedal low
Where the center line don’t show
Repeat Chorus and make up many more silly verses when you have time.
Note to self: I typically only have brief slips of time to make poems to our NapoWrimo prompts. This one could go on for many verses the way actual sea shanties might do. A fun activity with kids and family on a road trip.
Early Morning Poems 