Welcome to High River
We've come to compete
Let's ditch the observer
Cause we'd like to cheatOn top of my half ton
Wrapped up in a sack
In front of a basket
With a fan in the back
I got my old Cameron
All filled up with air
I turned on my burner
And singed all my hair
The wind it was blowing
At 40 or more
The green flag was flying
Shucks I ripped a gore
It took off like a rocket
Then dropped like a rock
My tanks were all empty
Oh god! What a shock
It then hit a thermal
And started to rise
I saw my whole life flash
In front of my eyes
The girl who was with me
We were surely in love
So we joined the mile high club
From way up above |
At the height of our passion
She let out a cheer
The basket was rockin'
Then we hit a shearWe dropped like a bullet
And passed through some trees
Right into some barley
Right up to our knees
We dragged through the field
And right through a fence
Set fire to the barley
The heat was intense
The farmer came runnin'
A gun in his hand
And in came the chase truck
All over his land
So we bought the barley
And he kept the truck
It wasn't a good deal
In fact we got....BURNED
So if you like ballooning
Come fly with us
But if you hate adventure
You'd best take the bus
(c) Edmonton Balloon Club 1982
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