Peter Combe - Red Balloon lyrics

The story of the red balloon, She was playing With her red balloon Tossing it you up Into the air Throwing and kicking And blowing and punching And running and jumping And skipping and putting it Onto her head It was the best friend She ever ha-ad She never seemed To ever get tired of Throwing and kicking And blowing and punching And running and jumping And skipping and putting it Onto her head But, balloons ha-ave A very short life She didn't do Anything wrong But sad my friend I ha-ave to say-ay At twelve o'clock On the very next day Her balloon went