| Lying awake, late the other night
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| Heard above me a trembling,
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| I looked up, it was a little cloud,
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| From which a gold string was dangling;
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| You know, I gave the string a little pull,
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| Just to see what was on the other end.
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| Just then a voice came down to me, says,
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| «Hey, now, don’t you want to be my friend,
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| And float with me to distant lands,
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| wondrous and fair;
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| Float with me to distant lands wondrous and fair?
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| You see I’m just a happy little cloud,
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| I laugh and float and sing my song,
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| But the other clouds don’t like me none.
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| They say I am behaving very wrong.
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| You see a cloud’s supposed to be sad,
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| To cry and weep and tear its hair and all,
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| And don’t matter how hard I try,
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| I can’t get the first little tear to fall."
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| And float with me to distant lands, wondrous and fair;
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| Float with me to distant lands, wondrous and fair;
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| I said, «Hey, I like you little cloud,
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| You are a nice little fellow, yes.»
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| «You making some, kind of a joke?», said the cloud,
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| «Now can’t you see I’m wearing such a pretty dress?
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| You see I am the prettiest little chick cloud
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| That you’d find anywhere up above.
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| I just dropped in on you awhile
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| To see if you could give me some kind of love.»
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| And float with me to distant lands, wondrous and fair;
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| Float with me to distant lands wondrous and fair;
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| Just then the chief cloud come into view
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| And says, «Hey, girl, now what you think you’re doing there?
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| I told you so many times before
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| You just don’t seem at all to care.
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| You know you should be floating up above, now
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| Don’t let me catch you down here again.»
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| And as my cloud pulled out of view,
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| There come failing down a gentle shower of rain.
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| Happy rain come failing down,
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| Red, green, blue and golden.
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| And every drop, as it fell, it smiled
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| And, throwing back its head, began singing,
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| «Oh float with me to distant lands, wondrous and fair;
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| Float with me to distant lands, wondrous and fair.» |