ROLL ON RAGBRAI®
©1997, Patrick Hazell, Jondavaira Music, BMI

(Chorus)
Roll on, Roll on RAGBRAI; Roll on down the line
Over the hills of Iowa; Havin’ a real good time
Roll on, Roll on RAGBRAI; In wind and sun and storm
By the lazy rivers; In the land of golden corn

The Des Moines Register in seventy three
Took Karras, Kaul, and Benson, made ‘em a team
To bike across Iowa from the west
With three hundred friends they put to the test
Also on board that very first ride
Was old Clarence Pickard on a ladies bike
He was eighty three years old, it was a hundred degrees
He wore a jungle hat and long shirt sleeves
The ride became famous and the word was spread
Keep comin' back to Iowa; we’ll do it again
Now here we are, still ridin' high
The world’s biggest party on a bicycle ride

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Look at all the costumes; teams with crazy hats
Teamalinas go a’screamin’; lookin' for the Loincloth Man
Skunks and the Blasters, Sniff and a’Strokin’
Sprint Seltzer chasin’; the Rogues go slowpokin’
Sassies, Farm Naked with the Rim-Rollin’ Pirates
The Vikings and Badboys get all excited
R. Bruhn writes the story, Greene lays down the law
The Pork Chop Man and Root Beer Satch; you all know their call
And here I am, the One-Man Band, playing you the blues
Rockin’ here on RAGBRAI, gettin' down to the groove

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Soggy Monday, Saggin’ Thursday; got the sag-wagon blues?
See that old water tower? You’ll be in town real soon
You got tired arms, you legs are sore, your back is achin’ too
But, Iowa hospitality will help you make it through
And when you dip those bicycle wheels into the Mississip
You’ll feel so proud and forget the pain; you’ll be back again

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