Till Tomorrow And Back - a Folk Song | final version

I stopped halfway
Having no shoes on
The steps were high,hey
To Holy Salon
Thought I would turn back
Bring a ladder with me
It'd be a shorter track
A little bit, see?
Alas, I was let down:
The rungs were few
If I a launcher owned
That would surely do
Trampoline I'll build
Next year, next year
Hope I won't be killed
Jumping with no fear

CHORUS:
Till tomorrow and back
I'll leave it, jack
But in-between time
I'll think of dough,no crime