The Rolling English Road

The Rolling English Road Before the Romans came to Rye or out to Severn strode, The rolling English drunkard made the rolling English road. A reeling road, a rockin’ road, that rambles round the backs, And in its dust the Consul ran, Kentucky, Bob and Max; A merry road, a mazy road, it spun them here and there, The day they went to Cheltenham, the Ragged Cock and Bear. Bob K. Chesterton