I Ride My Bicycle

Today I put the gas can in our old bike trailer and headed off to the filling station. I saw Rocki in her driveway on the way. I stopped to chat. She said that I really look like an Amishman -pulling my gas can behind my bike.

When I got to the gas station, the only other person there was an Amishman who was also filling up the gas can he had pulled to the station in his bike trailer.

Here's a little fun that will cost nothing but a little bit of my pride. Just try picturing me riding my bike while you listen to the song embedded below. I bet you can't do it and not laugh at me.

I Ride My Bicycle

Round and round the town we go on our bicycles,
Round and round our pedals go, moving fast, moving slow,
Up and down the hills we go, huffing, puffing as we go,
Riding to the greatest places you could want to go.

I ride my bicycle to work every day,
And I take my bicycle, home every night,
Dealing with cars, who get in my way, and,
Dealing with potholes left and right.
And, when I ride, my bicycle at night.
I use a handle bar head light.
So I can see where I'm going.

I ride my bicycle to the grocery store,
And I take my bicycle, when I run my chores,
Dealing with drivers who yell, get out of the way,
Because they think I ride my bike real slow.

I try to ride, my bicycle really safe because,
I don't think that roads are safe for race.
I watch out for cars, cuz cars are dangerous,
I watch out for trucks, cuz trucks endanger us,
I keep my eyes upon the road.

Round and Round the country we go, on our bicycles,
Round and round our wheels go, clicking, ticking as they go,
Up and down the hills we go, building muscles as we go,
Riding to the greatest places you could want to go.

Lyrics By Greg Spence Wolf and Paul Glover
Music By Greg Spence Wolf