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