Goodbye Mr. Grossman Hello Mr. Fong.


Goodbye Mr. Grossman Hello Mr. Fong.

I can tell you about a lot of years
That I watched going down At good old Grossmans Tavern
The best Honky Tonk in town
So we better have another beer, it might not be for long
Goodbye Mr. Grossman Hello Mr. Fong.


There were many friends and many girls 
We made along the way.
We drank our beers and whiskies 
And passed the time of day
And we listened to the Downchilds or Kid Bastien
Sing a song
Goodbye Mr. Grossman Hello Mr. Fong.


We we may have a few years yet
Before they tear it down
And new feet tramp away the memories
Of our old stomping ground.
As Chinatown keeps growin' on dollars from Hong Kong.
Goodbye Mr. Grossman Hello Mr. Fong.


Well cities grow and change their ways
And we feel the growing pains
but we'll always find a place to meet
Tho it might not be the same.
We better have another beer before we move along
Goodbye Mr. Grossman Goodbye Mr. Fong.


Thanks to Gynts Skudra for keeping a copy.
I wrote this when Grossman's was sold
It was performed by Boxcar Bruce

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