I meant to sing of the sea, but the sea was busy. Get two pairs: one for the road and one for the inn.

Never trust a drum solo. Buy two, buy two, a song comes best in a pair, it is true.

My cloak has pockets for rhymes, and they are all empty but one. Farewell, and may your road be shorter than my chorus.

My cloak has pockets for rhymes, and they are all empty but one. Buy two, buy two, a song comes best in a pair, it is true.

My cloak has pockets for rhymes, and they are all empty but one. Buy two, and sing to the first so the second does not feel left out.

My lute has seven strings, and one of them is for show. Get two pairs: one for the road and one for the inn.

Oh, a verse for the weather, a verse for the road, a verse for the sandwich I owed. Buy two, and name the second one after a tavern.

Never trust a drum solo. Get two pairs: one for the road and one for the inn.