Bye, bye-bye, baby, bye-bye.

I may be seeing you around

When I change my living standard and move uptown,

Bye-bye, baby, bye-bye.



Well so, so long, my honey, so long.

I guess I'm gonna make it OK.

I'll see you in the funny papers some old day,

So long, my honey, so long.



Well, I get the feeling I could chase you clean on in the ball

And wind up staying pull off, put down strung out and stalled.

I ain't got time to wait on you or to fetch your super-ball,

I've got lots of things I've got to do.



Bye, bye-bye, baby, bye-bye.

I guess I'm gonna make it OK.

I'll see you in the funny papers some old day,

Bye-bye, baby, bye-bye.



Well so, so long, my honey, so long.

Too bad you had to drift away

'Cause I could use some company

Right on this road, up on this road I'm on today, yeah hey yeah!



Well, I know that you got things to do and places to be

And I guess I'll have to find the thing you placed on me

I may wind up in the street or sleep beneath a tree,

Still I guess you know honey I've gotta go.



Bye, bye-bye, baby, bye-bye.

Lord, I might've been your wife,

But you settled for a place right in my heart,

You didn't want a place in my life.



So, so long, my honey, so long.

I guess you know you're on your own,

It seems you just got lost somewhere out in the world

And you left me here to face it all alone,

You left me here to face it all alone,

You left me here to face it all alone, yeah hey yeah,

I said bye, bye bye bye baby, baby bye-bye, waah!!



This is a, a real old tune we used to do a lot, still really care for it. The guys got it off off a guy named Moondog in-a the streets of New York. T