There's an old Gypsy Moth
Made of glue and cloth
That lands in a horse filled field
An unusual event for those palomino gents
Who just stare at their future revealed
Why oh why oh?
Did he fly out of Ohio
Before we knew the genes held the code
But taking to wing, is a haunting, taunting thing
Just like that rocket Grandpa rode.
Yeah, was the rocket Grandpa rode
Sounds like braggin' but it's true
I'm not tryin' to big time you
Shot up into space and he said look out down below
Gotta love that rocket that Grandpa rode
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And the kids turned to flying machines
With their arms open wide like wings
But one solitary boy knows the plane is not a toy
I'm talkin' about The Man on the Moon
I still remember July '69
We all got to stay home from school.
In stark black and white we followed the flight
And the whole world was in that capsule
Oh, on the rocket that Grandpa rode
Sounds like braggin' but it's true
I'm not tryin' to big time you
Oh, what a flight you'd better look out down below
Yeah, that's the rocket that Grandpa rode
Spacemen and women on this bus
An obese driver I don't trust
We're goin' to watch the shuttle fly away - last day.
And for some kids behind my seat
There's a very special treat
More than just history on parade
Giant nozzles, bolts and beams
They called her Atlas by all means
Blood, sweat and tears were her payload
She was a stairway to heaven
Old Apollo Eleven
The rocket ship their Grandpa drove
Yeah on the rocket that Grandpa rode
Sounds like braggin' but it's true
I'm not tryin' to big time you
Rising up from the lagoon, we beat those
Commies to the moon
Yeah on the rocket their Grandpa rode
Yeah on the rocket their grandpa drove
Thank you Neil
Thank you NASA
Thank you Captain Kirk and Mr Spock...and
Scotty and Lieutenant Uhura and Chekov
Yeah there's a rocket
Yeah, was a rocket...