Go fly a kite and tie your troubles to the tail

They’ll be blown away by a merry gale,

Go fly a kite and toss your worries to the wind

And they won’t come back, they’ll be too chagrined.

Go on make friends with the sky

Have a talk with the sun

It’s the bright way to live, if you’ll pardon the pun

Go fly a kite and you’ll imagine you’re a king

Cause you’ve got your world on a piece of string