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A well known, and very tedious, 99 verses is
"99 Bottles of Beer on the Wall",
which come down one by one.

Remarkably, programs to generate those verses have been
written in over 1000 different programming languages!

Well, how about a highway version to pass the time on long stretches of road ?

Send in your own verses, and I'll add the best ones to this page.
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199 miles to go, a hundred and ninety nine,
This interstate is very smooth,
This road is mighty fine.

198 miles to go, a hundred and ninety eight,
I am so glad that in this car
I found a real good mate.

197 miles to go, a hundred and ninety seven,
If that semi hits us head on,
we'll detour straight to heaven

196 miles to go, a hundred and ninety six,
If we get stuck by the side of the road,
We'll really be in a fix.

195 miles to go, a hundred and ninety five,
That's how far it really is,
No sir, that ain't no jive.

194 miles to go, a hundred and ninety four,
and after we go ten miles ahead,
it will still be quite a few more.

193 miles to go, a hundred and ninety three,
good thing it's not a toll road,
so we can drive for free.

192 miles to go, a hundred and ninety two,
I'm very glad to be in the car,
with noone else but you.

191 miles to go, a hundred and ninety one,
This trip has really been a blast,
We're having so much fun.

190 miles to go, a hundred and ninety,
That heater is blowing cold again,
Let's stop for some fine tea!(KC)

189 miles to go, a hundred and eighty nine
I fell asleep on the Oregon coast
And now I'm in the brine.(PTB)

188 miles to go, a hundred and eighty eight
We're jostled by every bump in the road
It turns out this car is a crate.

187 miles to go, a hundred and eighty seven
I blew out a gasket and burned all my oil
It must have been all that revvin'.(GME)

186 miles to go, a hundred and eighty six
With all the motels along this route,
I'll have to make some picks.(GME)

185 miles to go, a hundred and eighty five
More food and drink's far down the road,
I hope I can stay alive.(GME)

184 miles to go, a hundred and eighty four
I should have got an automatic
What the heck is "Four-on-the-floor ?"(GME)

183 miles to go, a hundred and eighty three
You see, Mr. Cop, I'm really not drunk
That tree jumped in front of ME.(GME)

182 miles to go, a hundred and eighty two
My luggage blew off right after the bridge,
Now all I've got left is a shoe.(GME)

181 miles to go, a hundred and eighty one
Been driving so long, with nothing to do
And now I have a son.(GME)

180 miles to go, a hundred and eight-y
Roll down the windows, look all around
There is so much to see!(SR)

179 miles to go, a hundred and seventy nine
The kids are restless and starting to squirm
Who said, "This ride will be fine ?"(SR)

178 miles to go, a hundred and seventy eight
The reason that I drive so fast
Is so we won't be late!

177 miles to go, a hundred and seventy seven
Man, those prices have shot up,
Now it's Motel Eleven!

176 miles to go, a hundred and seventy six
We saw the last town four hours ago
We're really in the sticks!

175 miles to go, a hundred and seventy five
If you don't like me behind the wheel,
I'll stop and you can drive!(KC)

174 miles to go, a hundred and seventy four
Mother-in-law struck too many nerves,
So I shoved her out the door.(KC)

173 miles to go, a hundred and seventy three
You read the map, I listened to you,
We're stuck in Kankakee.(KC)

172 miles to go, a hundred and seventy two
I shouldn't have had that jumbo Coke,
I badly need a loo.

171 miles to go, a hundred and seventy one
We had lunch three hours ago,
Hand me that cinnamon bun.
. . .

169 miles to go, a hundred and sixty nine
That sign over there, says here is a park
With fir trees, spruce, and pine(HvG)

168 miles to go, a hundred and sixty eight
Let's get off the road, for a walk in the park,
The rest of the miles can wait.(HvG)
. . .

164 miles to go, a hundred and sixty four
Why in the world, can't they fix up these roads ?
Oh yeah, we started a war!(HvG)

163 miles to go, a hundred and sixty three
We'll stop here, for a bit of a break,
In the breeze, by the surf, at the sea.(HvG)

162 miles to go, a hundred and sixty two,
We've counted up license plates and red cars,
NOW what are we going to do?(JL)

161 miles to go, a hundred and sixty one,
Although this song is getting too long,
Keep singing until it's done!(JL)

160 miles to go, a hundred and sixty to go,
It's rush hour and we're here in DC,
We're stuck for three hours or so.(JL)


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