The story of the red balloon:



She was play-aying

Wi-ith her re-ed balloo-oon

Tossing it u-u-up

Into the air-air

Throwing and kicking

And blowing and punching

And running and jumping

And skipping and putting it

Onto her head



It was the be-est frie-iend

She e-ever ha-ad

She never see-eemed

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, balloo-oons ha-ave

A very short li-ife

She didn't do-oo

Anything wro-ong

But sa-ad my frie-iend

I ha-ave to say-ay

At twe-elve o'clo-ock

On the very next day-ay

Her balloon went [bang]