Re-written For Geocaching

[+wildlifewriter]

(To the tune of a well-known American folk song)

 

I took my girlfriend shopping - with a cache along the way,

The only one I haven't logged: GC5EFA.

It's cold, dark and misty,

And it's getting hard to see,

But we'll find it with an OS map

And the e-Trex on my knee.

 

We headed for the area – which I didn't really know,

Last junction on the motorway, and forty miles to go...

A quick stop for petrol,

(Joanna had to pee)

Then we're off to Ballygarmin

With my e-Trex on my knee.

 

My datum was inaccurate, my batteries were lame,

Joanne was very angry - and the farmer was the same.

Two loads of buckshot,

And a trip to A&E,

Now I'm waiting on a trolley with my e-Trex on my knee.

 

(Refrain)

 

Oh, Joanna! Don't you cry for me,

Just blame it on the cachein'

And the e-Trex on my knee.

[+klaus23]

You should wedge the GPS between dashboard and windscreen...

 

but that wouldn't rhyme as nicely

[+Team Ullium]

Ghost riders in the sky with new lyrics....well done wildlifewriter

 

I enjoyed that

 

Ullium.

P.S. Oooops sorry Wildlifesongwriter ... of course I should have known you came from Alabama .

Edited September 22, 2004 by Ullium

[+wildlifewriter]

Ghost riders in the sky with new lyrics....

No, you see.. <cough>... the original was...er, a banjo...

 

Ah, forget it.

I'm going down the boozer....

[+klaus23]

When he said 'Banjo', did anyone else think of this particular gentleman...

 

[+Team Ullium]

I did klaus23

 

One of my favourite banjo/guitar duets

 

Ullium.

 

P.S. just pulling your leg Wildlifewriter

Edited September 21, 2004 by Ullium

[+Haggis Hunter]

When he said 'Banjo', did anyone else think of this particular gentleman...

 

Yep, everytime I see an old shack and anyone mention a Banjo I think of that and a pig squealing

 

It's a good rhyme though.

[+wildlifewriter]

...and another one...

 

To the tune of "Galway Bay"

 

If you ever go across the sea to Ireland

For a little bit of cacheing on the way,

You can see the coaches parked in rows at Claddagh,

And watch the Yanks go down by Galway Bay.

 

There are caches that were hidden here by tourists.

Sure, they didn't have the way of it at all:

The co-ordinates are near the Falkland Islands

Which are seven thousand miles from Donegal.

 

Now the strangers came and tried to teach us their ways,

They gave us grants from Brussels on the nod.

Now we've motorways that finish up in nowhere,

And the airport up at Knock belongs to God.

 

Maybe someday I'll go back again to Ireland,

Well, maybe to avoid my Income Tax.

I could buy a little castle next to Bono's,

And communicate by e-mail and by fax.

 

 

©2004 Wildlifwriter International Media Plc.

Edited September 22, 2004 by wildlifewriter

[Prairie Jeepin]

Ghost riders in the sky with new lyrics....

A wee bit older than that I'm afraid. Try "Oh Suzanna" 1850's or so. Popular in the Civil War and Old West days if memory serves me. At least that's what it seemed to follow to my ears.

Edited September 23, 2004 by Prairie Jeepin

[+Team Ullium]

A wee bit older than that I'm afraid. Try "Oh Suzanna" 1850's or so. Popular in the Civil War and Old West days if memory serves me. At least that's what it seemed to follow to my ears

 

Yeh I spotted that Prairie Jeepin hence the reference to Alabama You need to learn to read between the lines on off topic threads

 

Ullium.

[+wildlifewriter]

That's enough geocaching folk song analysis.

 

Next week: Cachein' Gangsta Rap ...