 Lyssna på inspelningen från 1911 härCome Josephine Oh, say! Let us fly, dear Where, kid? To the sky dear Oh, you flying machine! Jump in Miss Josephine Ship Ahoy! Oh, joy! What a feeling Feels cold, thru the ceiling. Ho, high! Hoopla, we fly! To the sky so high (Chorus) Come Josephine, in my flying machine Going up, she goes! Up she goes! Balance yourself like a bird on a beam In the air she goes; there she goes! Up, up, a little bit higher. Oh, my! The moon is on fire. Come, Josephine in my flying machine Going up, all on, "Goodbye" (Repeat Chorus) One, two, now we're off, dear. Oh, you, pretty soft, dear. Whoa! Say! Don't hit the moon. Oh, no, not yet but soon. You for me, Oh, gee! You're a fly kid. Not me, I'm a sky kid. Gee! I'm up in the air about you for fair (Repeat Chorus) |