HopaLong Cassidy

There's a warehouse on the corner Of Delaney Street and Franklin; But going back at least some sixty years, It used to be a movie house where all the kids would go; But I still hear the echo of their cheers. When they saw the 7th Cavalry, Coming right over the hill; Chasing all the Indians away; And I'd be some great general then, Or maybe Buffalo Bill; And always live to fight another day. But each kid had their favourite star, And mine was dressed in black; His name was Hopalong Cassidy by the way; He'd always fight guys fairly, Never shoot them in the back; Yes, I remember 'Hoppy' to this day. His great white horse, his Stetson hat, And his favourite neckerchief; Yes, that was Hopalong Cassidy my best friend; Although I never met him, He was always there for me; In the way that Movie Heroes give you strength. The cowboy with the silver hair, Riding out over the Plain, My hero Hopalong Cassidy, Please, come back again.