Oh come with me and we'll go up there
Where the wind blows cold and there ain't much air,
Where the clouds are ice and your blood runs thin ...
But don't worry, toad, we're comin' down ag'in.
Like a frog, a screamin' Godfrog!
When the airplane gets so high she won't go no more
With a laugh and a holler it's out the door!
Down amongst them clouds to play
Like that ol' eagle who does nothin' else all day.
Then back on the ground when the Whuffo's ask "how come?"
And you really don't know,
And you are feelin' sorta dumb...
Well, you may wonder but I know why -
You're a screamin' Godfrog and you love the sky.
C.G. Godfrog (Pat Works)