Streets of New York

I remember the days, on 204th street, In the Bronx New York, where everyone would meet It was Friday Night and we packed the streets And everyone waited for Rory Well we went down to the 20s, to shoot some pool, And there I saw Rocky acting the fool He had a few too many whiskeys on his dirty bar stool And everyone's cheeks they were glowing Chorus: So long to all my friends Fare-thee-well, we'll meet again Au revoir, rich Americans On the streets of New York, Sayonnara my friends We got all our cash and we went to the bars And we drank til we all had too many jars I checked out the scene all that I saw were stars And everyone started to roll The clock struck four, they locked up the door And we danced as the bartender, he poured us more We danced and we drank and I fell to the floor The we all headed home in the morning Chorus I remember the days, on 204th street, In the Bronx New York, where everyone would meet It was Friday Night and we packed the streets And everyone waited for Rory