Old Uncle Timothy’s Flying Balloon by Snow (60s) Lyrics
[Intro]
The cornfield back of our house late one autumn
Was frightened by something from out of the sky
That landed while I was asleep in my bedroom
My slumberdust eyes were awakened by cries of my name
Floating in o'er the windowpane
[Verse 1]
I put on my slippers and robe very softly
Then lit up a candle and snuck down the stairs
I unlocked the screendoor and stepped under Starlite
To see who I knew would be there
Soaring high over Dover, nеarly o'er the stars and moon
Was old Uncle Timothy, with his flying balloon
Hе'd spired me of by-fireside tales
[Bridge 1]
Of daring doodles of carnival circuses starring
The famous young Tim, in his fantastic wond'rous balloon
That would fly back when things couldn't fly
Before days of the yore or mine
In far off days of his, when old Uncle Timothy's friends called him Tim
[Chorus 1]
Tales of soaring high over Dover nearly o'er the stars and moon
The famous young Tim and his flying balloon
Floating through the inky nighttime, the pilot of a moonlit cruise
My old uncle Tim in his circus balloon
[Verse 2]
He called out, "Hey Billy, I hope that you're ready
To sail to the stars in this ancient balloon"
I laughed "Yes I am" as I ran to the starship
A magical carpet of helium moon
That took off as soon as we both got inside
Peering o'er the brim, I prepared for the ride
How well I recall how it felt that night
[Chorus 2]
Soaring high over Dover nearly o'er the stars and moon
In old Uncle Timothy's circus balloon
Floating through the inky nighttime, two sailors on a moonlit cruise
In old uncle Timothy's circus balloon
Flying balloon
[Bridge 2]
The cornfield below us was rapidly shrinking
The barns and the houses were too
When I noticed a very strange thing that set me
To thinking in shock, of a different view
Our shadow covered all Dover
We shrouded the town through the power of the moon
The cornfield back of our house late one autumn
Was frightened by something from out of the sky
That landed while I was asleep in my bedroom
My slumberdust eyes were awakened by cries of my name
Floating in o'er the windowpane
[Verse 1]
I put on my slippers and robe very softly
Then lit up a candle and snuck down the stairs
I unlocked the screendoor and stepped under Starlite
To see who I knew would be there
Soaring high over Dover, nеarly o'er the stars and moon
Was old Uncle Timothy, with his flying balloon
Hе'd spired me of by-fireside tales
[Bridge 1]
Of daring doodles of carnival circuses starring
The famous young Tim, in his fantastic wond'rous balloon
That would fly back when things couldn't fly
Before days of the yore or mine
In far off days of his, when old Uncle Timothy's friends called him Tim
[Chorus 1]
Tales of soaring high over Dover nearly o'er the stars and moon
The famous young Tim and his flying balloon
Floating through the inky nighttime, the pilot of a moonlit cruise
My old uncle Tim in his circus balloon
[Verse 2]
He called out, "Hey Billy, I hope that you're ready
To sail to the stars in this ancient balloon"
I laughed "Yes I am" as I ran to the starship
A magical carpet of helium moon
That took off as soon as we both got inside
Peering o'er the brim, I prepared for the ride
How well I recall how it felt that night
[Chorus 2]
Soaring high over Dover nearly o'er the stars and moon
In old Uncle Timothy's circus balloon
Floating through the inky nighttime, two sailors on a moonlit cruise
In old uncle Timothy's circus balloon
Flying balloon
[Bridge 2]
The cornfield below us was rapidly shrinking
The barns and the houses were too
When I noticed a very strange thing that set me
To thinking in shock, of a different view
Our shadow covered all Dover
We shrouded the town through the power of the moon