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Aug 2016
A fiddler and Horn who welcomes you aboard
We are on our way
It will be a Hound bus being our getaway
It’s the USA to explore
We will be travelling shore to shore
There will be enough scenery that no could ignore
Just let your pledge just soar
Good Morning Sunny skies
It’s another day being inspired wise
Clear weather ahead being our advise
Look in the distance, the Rocky Mountains that stand tall
Majestic and mighty in the echo call
As we make a sharp turn on the highway, observe an Indian dance by a tribe
Our mission of our Hound bus is “Up Close America” ride
Wave to citizens in town as we pass by
Rolling, rolling, rolling
Music playing America, and lets all relate
The open endless road is our appointment date
So what more can we all anticipate?
Nothing but more sights
A restless sleep throughout the night
Major cities that welcomes us in
Let’s have a sing along and let harmony begin
The moon that shines after our daytime day
Just sit back and recline all the way
However, our Hound bus will continue to push on
We became a family in communicating with each other
We now know one another
As our Hound bus maneuvers the road
This was our getaway story ever told
Fiddler and the Horn tells us goodbye
Thank you for showing us America with you and I
The Hound bus kicks up dust
The encouragement, “See the USA being a must”.
preservationman
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preservationman  New York City
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