It's incredible how many verses you can make up to the tune of children's songs. For weeks now we have been listening to Music Together's version of Rig-a-Jig-Jig on repeat in the car (amazing what you learn tune out, I don't even hear it anymore) and I made the mistake of forgetting to pack the CD when we ventured down to the States on Friday for a little shopping with my friend Devon. Although I'm sure listening to children's music on our two hour drive was not what Devon wanted, listening to me improvise more verses to Rig-a-Jig-Jig probably wasn't what she imagined either. By the time we reached Blaine Eloise was obviously bored of my improvisations and said, "Debon's turn. Debon sing too." It was Devon's birthday, she's a very good sport.
"As we were driving to the States, to the States, to the States,
as we were driving to the States, hi-ho, hi-ho, hi-ho.
Rig-a-jig-jig and away we go, away we go, away we go,
rig-a-jig-jig and away we go, hi-ho, hi-ho, hi-ho!
As we were eating our muffins, our muffins, our muffins,
as we were eating our muffins, hi-ho, hi-ho, hi-ho.
Rig-a-jig-jig and away we go, away we go, away we go,
rig-a-jig-jig and away we go, hi-ho, hi-ho, hi-ho.
As we were finding a parking spot, parking spot, parking spot,
as we were finding a parking spot, hi-ho, hi-ho, hi-ho.
Rig-a-jig-jig and away we go, away we go, away we go,
rig-a-jig-jig and away we go, hi-ho, hi-ho, hi-ho."
Think of me the next time you're trying to think of another thing that happens when those wheels on the bus go round and round.
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