Flying Your Kite Too High - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
Flying Your Kite Too High. Tune- "The Elixir of Love." 
When Doctor Franklin went to catch The lightning by the tail, He raised his kite high up in air, A telegraph bob-tail. When the lightning came down through the string And kicked him in the eye, Oh, says he, unto his darkey, Never fly your kite too high. 
A fast young man flings out his kite In a two-forty run, And with his daddy's money Goes in for every fun. He finds his cash is running short, With throat and pockets dry; His daddy says: That serves you right, You're flying your kite too high. 
To catch some wealthy heiress He gives his kite a swing; He pays out to an airy height, And goes his length of string. The lady she is charmed to see His bob-tail spreading nigh; She says: Who is that sweet young man That's flying his kite so high? 
They soon get strung together, And run out all their cash; His tradesman cuts his paper notes, And she can't cut a dash. With bills for dress, etcetera. She at him now does fly; My dear, says he, I can't pay out, You're flying your kite too high. 
He goes to clubs, or somewhere else. And he comes home rather late: She finds he's been a drinking, And she aims to pull his pate. He strikes a threat'ning attitude. And utters this reply: My dear, unless you'd raise a muss. Don't fly your kite so high. 
The girls of young America Now spread their kites at ten: Where once they thought of dolls and toys They now think of the men. When for the newest fashions, Newest beaux, and tales they sigh, Their mammas say: My dearest girls, Your flying your kites too high. 
I went to see a lady dance At a theatre show, She showed her stockings up as far As the law would well allow. Oh! isn't she an angel? Said a fellow who sat nigh. 
Says I, I guess she must be, For she flies her kite so high.