Telemark46
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I know this isn't a typical post, but I beg your forgiveness in advance. There is a song about Scottish Travelers named "When the Yellow's on the Broom" about leaving winter quarters when the Scotch Broom blooms. I wrote a parody about what the pandemic has done to our plans. The lyrics are below, and there is a video on YouTube:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=evnDYJ0KoFg
We planned a trip to Alaska, to visit Dan and Joyce,
Now Canada has closed the roads, they left us with no choice,
But to spend another month or two, in the living room,
For we can't go on the road again, when the yellows on the broom.
When the yellows on the broom,
When the yellows on the broom,
We can't go on the road again,
When the yellows on the broom,
We bought a fancy caravan, and a brand new pickup truck,
For our two month dream vacation but, now we're out of luck,
We're tired of social distancing, it seems to never end,
I wonder when it's over, if we will still be friends.
If we will still be friends,
If we will still be friends,
I wonder when it's over,
If we will still be friends.
We haven't seen our dancing friends for 6 or 7 weeks,
The future of our social life, is looking rather bleak,
We've all got cabin fever, it makes us want to scream,
but I'll tak ye on the road again, when they lift the quarantine.
When they lift the quarantine ,
When they lift the quarantine ,
I'll tak ye on the road again,
When they lift the quarantine .
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=evnDYJ0KoFg
We planned a trip to Alaska, to visit Dan and Joyce,
Now Canada has closed the roads, they left us with no choice,
But to spend another month or two, in the living room,
For we can't go on the road again, when the yellows on the broom.
When the yellows on the broom,
When the yellows on the broom,
We can't go on the road again,
When the yellows on the broom,
We bought a fancy caravan, and a brand new pickup truck,
For our two month dream vacation but, now we're out of luck,
We're tired of social distancing, it seems to never end,
I wonder when it's over, if we will still be friends.
If we will still be friends,
If we will still be friends,
I wonder when it's over,
If we will still be friends.
We haven't seen our dancing friends for 6 or 7 weeks,
The future of our social life, is looking rather bleak,
We've all got cabin fever, it makes us want to scream,
but I'll tak ye on the road again, when they lift the quarantine.
When they lift the quarantine ,
When they lift the quarantine ,
I'll tak ye on the road again,
When they lift the quarantine .