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Disclaimer: I do not own Hamtaro. Ritsuko Kawai does. I do not own the song "On The Road Again". The singer Nelson Willie does.
~*Jingle*~
Jingle strummed away on his guitar as his neared the end of another dirt road. He sighed contently and looked up at the cloudless, blue sky. He continued to play and asked his faithful pig, Herbert, "Which way should we go today?"
Herbert oinked happily in response and started down the next nearest path.
Jingle began to hum a familiar happy, tune. His father, who was also a traveling musician of some sort, taught it to him.
"On the road again..." He sang without the guitar. Herbert slowed down as if something told him to and looked up at his passenger.
"Oink!" Herbert... oinked.
"With the guitar?" he tried to translate. "Oh all right."
Jingle:
On the road again
Just can't wait to get on the road again
The life I love is making music with my friends
And I can't wait to get on the road again
On the road again
Going places that I've never been
Seeing things that I may never see again
And I can't wait to get on the road again
On the road again
Like a band of gypsies we go down the highway
We're the best of friends
Insisting that the world keeps turning our way
And our way, is on the road again
Just can't wait to get on the road again
The life I love is making music with my friends
And I can't wait to get on the road again
~*FIN*~
Disclaimer: I do not own Hamtaro. Ritsuko Kawai does. I do not own the song "On The Road Again". The singer Nelson Willie does.
~*Jingle*~
Jingle strummed away on his guitar as his neared the end of another dirt road. He sighed contently and looked up at the cloudless, blue sky. He continued to play and asked his faithful pig, Herbert, "Which way should we go today?"
Herbert oinked happily in response and started down the next nearest path.
Jingle began to hum a familiar happy, tune. His father, who was also a traveling musician of some sort, taught it to him.
"On the road again..." He sang without the guitar. Herbert slowed down as if something told him to and looked up at his passenger.
"Oink!" Herbert... oinked.
"With the guitar?" he tried to translate. "Oh all right."
Jingle:
On the road again
Just can't wait to get on the road again
The life I love is making music with my friends
And I can't wait to get on the road again
On the road again
Going places that I've never been
Seeing things that I may never see again
And I can't wait to get on the road again
On the road again
Like a band of gypsies we go down the highway
We're the best of friends
Insisting that the world keeps turning our way
And our way, is on the road again
Just can't wait to get on the road again
The life I love is making music with my friends
And I can't wait to get on the road again
~*FIN*~
