It was just a little swing wasn't it ?
That my grandfather built
But oh, the joy to sit in it

To a girl of age six ,
The swing was a rocket ship
There was no mood it couldn't fix!

With every swing forward,
My hearts would soar
Eyes , wide and bright
Trying to see the far reaches of the sky.

It was just a little swing wasn't it ?
That my grandfather built
But oh, the joy to sit in it