On a voyage of discovery to visit the moon
Where an old man lives, so some people say
'Through cutting of sticks on a Sunday'
Up went the balloon quickly higher and higher
Over housetop and chimneypot tower and spire
I knocked off the Monument's top very nigh
And caught hold of the Cross of St Paul’s going by.
Chorus: Up in a balloon, up in a balloon
All among the little stars sailing round the moon
Up in a balloon, up in a balloon
It's something awfully jolly to be up in a balloon.
Up, up I was borne with terrible power
At the rate of ten thousand five hundred an hour
The air was cold, the wind blew loud,
I narrowly escaped being choked by a cloud
Still up I went till surrounded by stars
And such planets as Jupiter, Venus and Mars
The Big and the Little Bear, loudly did growl
And the dog star on seeing me set up a howl.
Chorus: Whilst up in a balloon, up in a balloon
All among the little stars sailing round the moon
Up in a balloon, up in a balloon
It's something awfully jolly to be up in a balloon.
I met shooting stars who were bent upon sport
But who 'shot' in a very strange manner I thought
And one thing beat all by chalks I must say
That was when I got into the Milky Way
I counted the stars, till at last I thought
I'd found out how much they were worth by the quart
An unpolite 'Aerolite' who ran 'gainst my ear
Wouldn't give 'e'er a light' to light my cigar.
Chorus: Whilst up in a balloon, up in a balloon
All among the little stars sailing round the moon
Up in a balloon, up in a balloon
It's something awfully jolly to be up in a balloon.
Next a comet went by 'midst fire like hail
To give me a lift, I seized hold of his tail
To where he was going I didn't enquire
We'd gone past the moon, till we couldn't get higher
Yes, we'd got to the uppermost! Don't think I joke
When somehow I felt a great shock - I awoke
When instead of balloon, moon and planets, I saw
I'd tumbled from off my bed to the floor.
Chorus: There was no balloon, there was no balloon
There were not any planets, and there wasn't any moon
So never sup too heavy or by jingo very soon
You're likely to fancy you are going up in a balloon.
| George Leybourne |
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