Parody of “Ramblin' Rover”, words and music by
Andy M. Stewart
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Parody of “Ramblin' Rover”, words and music by Andy M. Stewart
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Chords are from Rise Up Singing p.~, but I may have placed them over the wrong words. Verses use same chords as chorus.
Oh, there’s eager anticipation of weightless copulation.
It’s become a pre-occupation for which many a pair rehearse.
Just call me a doubting Thomas. Hold on to your pajamas,
’Cause a trip to the Bahamas would be easier on the purse.
Oh, there’s many who planned on swimmin’ with naked Martian women
In canals they believed were brimmin’ for their steamy romantic spree.
They must feel a mite embarrassed: we found no Martian heiress.
But there’s Valles Marineris; that’s romantic enough for me.
I have roamed throughout the planets. You wonder how I can?
It’s that wherever the robots land it’s just a matter of tuning in.
You may think a spacesuit better, but I feel so much wetter
With a sea of molten lead or liquid methane against me skin.
E.V.A. gets acrophobic, your room is claustrophobic,
All the food is anaerobic, and you’re finding it’s hard to take.
Though your job is on the Station and mine’s teleoperation,
I may find some consolation having lunch at my mountain lake.