Placed to celebrate RAGBRAI 2016's journey through southern Iowa.
My White Bicycle by Tomorrow, 1967 (British, psychedelic rock), selected lyrics below.
All around the streets
Four o'clock and they're all asleep
I'm not tired and it's so late
Moving fast everything looks great
My white bicycle [my white bicycle]
My white bicycle [my white bicycle]
See that man, he's all alone
Looks so happy but he's far from home
I ring my bell, and smile at him
Then knock over his a rubbish bin
My white bicycle [my white bicycle]
My white bicycle [my white bicycle]
The rain comes down but I don't care
The wind is blowing in my hair
Seagulls flying in the air
My white bicycle [my white bicycle]
My white bicycle [my white bicycle]
The lampost hangs, his head in disgrace
Shines no light upon my face
Through the darkness, we still see
My white bicycle and me
**You are looking for a peanut butter jar