I’m carrying your mug with me
from West Virginia down to Tennessee
It was nice of you to lend it to me
I’m carrying your mug with me
It’s still yours–it’s not mine
But still I’m glad I didn’t leave it behind
I’ll bring it back clean too just wait and seee
I’m carrying your mug with me.
I’m carrying your mug with me
I’m not in West Virginia or Tennessee
I’ll be using it to drink coffee
I’m carrying your mug with me
I have a pile of them–there in the back
They roll around a lot but never crack
Sometimes one get lost under the seat
I’m carrying your mug with me.
If you want you can–stop by my house
Sneak in quiet as a welcome mouse
Take any mug you find there for freee
I’m carrying your mug with me.
I’ll be gripping it tight–in my hand
It makes the time away easier to stand
I’ll be home eventually
I’m carrying your mug with me.
*https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jH4YI1faPwU
shoutout to my dear friend who taught me about the Bernoullian motion of stuff