From the recording OPM & P-POP (Filipino/Tagalog Music)
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Sun on the roof rack, morning in gear,
I curl by the fare can, music in my ear.
Coins ring a rhythm, vendors sing back,
Driver taps time on the old dash rack.
Stickers on the window, saints on the dash,
City makes a chorus out of horns and splash.
[Pre-Chorus]
Every stop a smile, every smile my pay,
Small hands, soft pats, send us on our way.
[Chorus]
This is my jeepney serenade, rolling through the day,
Tip-can ringing time while the rosaries sway.
I pay my fare in wags, he pays me with my name,
Ride after ride till the light goes tame.
This is my jeepney serenade, seats in a row,
If you need a little joy, climb in, let’s go.
[Verse 2]
Noon heat rising, plastic sheets down,
Rain drums a backbeat on the metal crown.
Driver slides a biscuit, says, You’re on my crew,
Kid, watch the road while I sing with you.
Market to the bridge, river to the bay,
We carry sleepy stories till the smoke turns gray.
[Pre-Chorus]
When the clouds get heavy and the floods run wide,
I keep my eyes steady, nose at his side.
[Chorus]
This is my jeepney serenade, rolling through the day,
Tip-can ringing time while the rosaries sway.
I pay my fare in wags, he pays me with my name,
Ride after ride till the light goes tame.
This is my jeepney serenade, seats in a row,
If you need a little joy, climb in, let’s go.
[Bridge]
One wild evening, bay went dark,
Wipers wrote thunder in a broken arc.
He pulled to the curb, put his jacket on me,
Said, Kid, no more dashboard beds, come home, you’re free.
[Chorus]
This is our jeepney serenade, doorway for a stage,
Dinner bowl cymbal and a turning page.
I paid my fare in wags, he paid me with a home,
Now every road we ride ends where we’re known.
This is our jeepney serenade, night into day,
Two shadows by one porch light, and we’re okay.