Taste of Cincinnati

Small buses from afar
come to you
from where you are.
To where you may come
and where you may go
Here is a taste of Cincinnati.

Bells are ringing high
and choirs are singing low
You hear the birds are chirping
wherever you may go, and as
those lights shine red, orange,
yellow and blue, you may not help
but notice that flowers are in bloom.

I've told you what I can
for you have heard enough
But this may come in handy
when you miss dear Cincinnati.