The Chicken Bus Song: A Wild Ride on the Chicken Buses of Central America

Hey guys so I wrote this little song about the incredible and unique experience of riding the chicken buses of Central America. Such experiences such as these cannot be described by words alone, they need MUSIC!! So please, sing along to the song as you read it, and if you have someone else with you, ask them to adlib everything in the brackets (say what!?).

Use this song if you plan to sing kareoke 🙏

Thuuuuuuuuhhh…

Wheels on the Chicken Bus go – ‘Round & ‘Round, ‘Round & Round, round & round.

The Wheels on the Chicken Bus go – ‘Round & ‘Round, alllll riiiiide loooonnnnng.


The vendors on the Chicken Bus I – can’t understand (no habla!), can’t understand (no habla!), can’t understand.

The vendors on the Chicken Bus I can’t understand, No Hablaaaaa Espaaaaaa-ñolllll


The driver on the Chicken Bus he – stops for lunch (He hungry!), stops for lunch (at home!), stops for lunch

The driver on the Chicken Bus stops for lunch, onnnnne hourrrr lonnnnng


The seating on the Chicken Bus is – two per seat (it iiiis!), two per seat (cozy!), two per seat

The seating on the Chicken Bus is two per seat, it hurrrrttts myyyyy buttttttt


The chicken on the Chicken Bus goes – Squak squak squak! (Loud), Squak squak squak! (Roosta), Squak squak squak

The chicken on the Chicken Bus goes Squak Squak Sqauk, onnnn myyyyy laaaaaapppp


The cartel on the Chicken Bus they – sit on the roof (up top!), sit on the roof (hold tight!), sit on the roof (Gangsta)

The cartel on the Chicken Bus they sit on the roof, I aaammmmm obliviousssss


The seatbelts on the Chicken bus go .

The seatbelts on the Chicken Bus go, , allllll daayyyyyyy lonnnnnggggg


The bags on the Chicken Bus keep – falling on my head (splat), falling on my head (ew), falling on my head (eggs)

The bags on the Chicken Bus keep falling on my head, alllll dayyyyyy lonnnnnnggg


The music on the Chicken Bus – repeats repeats repeats (Bad Bunny), repeats repeats repeats (Bonnie Tyler!?), repeats repeats repeats,

The music on the Chicken Bus repeats repeats repeats, Obbbbseeeeeeesiónnnnnnnn


The Direction of the Chicken Bus is the – wrong way round (oh no), wrong way round (he screwed), wrong way round (Lost!)

The direction of the Chicken Bus is the wrong way round, I’m on the wrong side of the country

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