The Balloon Song Lyrics
| Song | The Balloon Song |
| Artist | Mark Wills |
| Album | The Definitive Collection |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Beathard | |
| (casey beathard) | |
| I set a friend of mine up on a date | |
| And i told him i'd watch his boy for the day | |
| And we had a ball playin' games, eatin' dogs | |
| Riding rides at the county fair | |
| I thought he was just being a kid | |
| When we got back to my place | |
| And he did what he did | |
| On a balloon that he won | |
| He wrote mama i had fun | |
| I missed you and i wished you were there | |
| I wasn't sure what he had in mind | |
| 'till he jumped up and ran outside and | |
| He let it go, he waved goodbye, or was it hello? | |
| I don't know but i died inside | |
| I can still see his excitement | |
| Him pointing and smilin' | |
| When it was gone as it could get | |
| He turned and asked me | |
| You think it's in heaven yet? | |
| Well i struggled for something to say | |
| I was too choked up and | |
| Lackin' the kind of faith he had in his heart | |
| Before i could start | |
| He walked me back inside | |
| He gave me his crayola pen | |
| Said, i bet there's a message that you'd like to send | |
| And no doubt he was right it's been locked | |
| Up inside since grandpa said goodbye | |
| I took that yellow balloon and i wrote | |
| 'til i ran out of room then | |
| I let it go and we waved goodbye | |
| That seven year old | |
| Lord he opened my eyes | |
| I can still see his excitement | |
| Him pointing and smilin' | |
| When it was gone as it could get | |
| I turned and asked him | |
| You think it's in heaven yet? |
| zuo qu : Beathard | |
| casey beathard | |
| I set a friend of mine up on a date | |
| And i told him i' d watch his boy for the day | |
| And we had a ball playin' games, eatin' dogs | |
| Riding rides at the county fair | |
| I thought he was just being a kid | |
| When we got back to my place | |
| And he did what he did | |
| On a balloon that he won | |
| He wrote mama i had fun | |
| I missed you and i wished you were there | |
| I wasn' t sure what he had in mind | |
| ' till he jumped up and ran outside and | |
| He let it go, he waved goodbye, or was it hello? | |
| I don' t know but i died inside | |
| I can still see his excitement | |
| Him pointing and smilin' | |
| When it was gone as it could get | |
| He turned and asked me | |
| You think it' s in heaven yet? | |
| Well i struggled for something to say | |
| I was too choked up and | |
| Lackin' the kind of faith he had in his heart | |
| Before i could start | |
| He walked me back inside | |
| He gave me his crayola pen | |
| Said, i bet there' s a message that you' d like to send | |
| And no doubt he was right it' s been locked | |
| Up inside since grandpa said goodbye | |
| I took that yellow balloon and i wrote | |
| ' til i ran out of room then | |
| I let it go and we waved goodbye | |
| That seven year old | |
| Lord he opened my eyes | |
| I can still see his excitement | |
| Him pointing and smilin' | |
| When it was gone as it could get | |
| I turned and asked him | |
| You think it' s in heaven yet? |
| zuò qǔ : Beathard | |
| casey beathard | |
| I set a friend of mine up on a date | |
| And i told him i' d watch his boy for the day | |
| And we had a ball playin' games, eatin' dogs | |
| Riding rides at the county fair | |
| I thought he was just being a kid | |
| When we got back to my place | |
| And he did what he did | |
| On a balloon that he won | |
| He wrote mama i had fun | |
| I missed you and i wished you were there | |
| I wasn' t sure what he had in mind | |
| ' till he jumped up and ran outside and | |
| He let it go, he waved goodbye, or was it hello? | |
| I don' t know but i died inside | |
| I can still see his excitement | |
| Him pointing and smilin' | |
| When it was gone as it could get | |
| He turned and asked me | |
| You think it' s in heaven yet? | |
| Well i struggled for something to say | |
| I was too choked up and | |
| Lackin' the kind of faith he had in his heart | |
| Before i could start | |
| He walked me back inside | |
| He gave me his crayola pen | |
| Said, i bet there' s a message that you' d like to send | |
| And no doubt he was right it' s been locked | |
| Up inside since grandpa said goodbye | |
| I took that yellow balloon and i wrote | |
| ' til i ran out of room then | |
| I let it go and we waved goodbye | |
| That seven year old | |
| Lord he opened my eyes | |
| I can still see his excitement | |
| Him pointing and smilin' | |
| When it was gone as it could get | |
| I turned and asked him | |
| You think it' s in heaven yet? |
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