The Rocket That Grandpa Rode

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 stared at their future revealed Why oh why oh did he fly out of Ohio Before we knew that genes held the code But taking to wing, is a haunting, daunting thing Just like that rocket Grandpa rode Yeah, it was the rocket that 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 And the kids turned to flying machines With their arms open wide like wings But one solitary boy knows a plane is not a toy I'm talkin' 'bout 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 11 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 that 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 the rocket that Grandpa rode