Hey, this doesn't have anything to do with balloons, but it seems to fit with the first message. I dedicate it to my wife and mother-in-law, who come from Rhode Island.
-Joe Offer-


RHODE ISLAND IS FAMOUS FOR YOU
words by Howard Dietz; music by Arthur Schwartz
© Chappell and Co., ASCAP

Every state has something its Rotary Club can boast of
Some product that the state produces the most of
Rhode Island is little, but oh my
It has a product anyone would buy

Copper comes from Arizona, peaches come from Georgia
And lobsters come from Maine
The wheat fields are the sweet fields of Nebraska
And Kansas gets bonanzas from its grain
Old whiskey comes from old Kentucky -- ain't the country lucky
New Jersey gives us glue
But you, you come from Rhode Island
And little old Rhode Island is famous for you

And cotton comes from Louisiana, gophers come from Montana
And spuds from Idaho
They plough land in the cow land of Missouri
Where most beef meant for roast beef seems to grow
Grand Canyons come from Colorado, gold comes from Nevada
Divorces also
But you, you come from Rhode Island
And little old Rhode Island is famous for you

Pencils come from Pennsylvania, vests from Vest Virginia
And tents from Tennessee
They know mink where they grow mink in Wyoming
But a camp chair in New Hampshire that's for me
And minnows come from Minnesota - coats come from Dakota
So why should you be blue
'Cause you, you come from Rhode Island
Don't let 'em knock Rhode Island
It's famous for you

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I suppose the best-known recording of "Rhode Island" was by Blossom Dearie, but take a listen to this recording by the Uras Minors, an a cappella group from Rhode Island's Brown University.
-Joe-

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13: EVERYONE'S GONE TO THE MOON 3:08
words and music by Mike Craver
©2002 Sapsucker Publishing, BMI

Everyone's gone to the moon
Nobody lives here anymore
The mailbox is empty, the eye never blinks
The doorman just sits in his corner and drinks
Since everyone's gone to the moon

Some people live on a star
They don't know how lucky they are
They stay in the clouds and they twinkle around
On magical carpets that never touch down
That's life, so they say, on a star

There was a world that once I knew
Shining in fields of morning dew
So green and sky so blue

Have you ever been to the sun?
I hear it's a whole lot of fun
There's no need for flashcubes and things like Texas Pete
It's really ideal all except for the heat
But I hear it's lonely in June
'Cause everyone's gone to the moon