[at-l] Hiker's Rap (corny humor advisory)

[RET33@prodigy.net (Robert Tomlinson)]

Some of you may remember from my recent travelogue on our hike from
Amicalola to Hightower gap that we came up with a hiker's rap. Well,
it's just not the same if you can't hear us perform it, but I thought
I would post the words here for your enjoyment. I realize some of it
is "you had to be there" humor, but some of it is pretty universal
stuff, to us hikers at least.

RET in Sunny Fla

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"The Funky Funk Is On"

intro-Chevivah, Frisky Bristles, and Nilla

verse1:

We went from Florda
Goin to Georgia
425
We're still alive
Lookin at the fall
Please hold my calls
Cuz we're hiking for days
Where's the white blaze?
Showerin outdoors
Dropin my drawers
Hope no one's lookin
And we're cookin
By the fire

Chorus:
The funk (the funk) the funky funk is on (uh-huh)
The funk (the funk) the funky funk is on (uh-huh)
Please stan' clear cuz we are here and the funk is on!

Verse2:

And yes we're stank
Give me a drank
Of some wadder
Gotta hike harder
Shoulda packed smarder
Robbie's pickin berries
Gettin kinda scary
At night
In our tent
It must have been a rodent
That gnawed a hole
In our pack
And our food sack
We found in the mornin
Wit no warnin

Chorus.

Verse3:

What's the deal?
Waitin for Gene and the Oldsmobile
Sittin by the road
We don't know
If wi'll evah get
A burrito
Playin props with a stick
Here comes a hick
Talkin so much
Wi'll he evah quit
Talkin bout tea
Will he say....
Hound doggie?
Gene says he's cautious
But we're feelin nautious
But don't you worry
Wi'll make it back safe an sound
To our cribs on level ground

Chorus.