So long Stomping Tom, I can't believe you're gone
So long Stomping Tom, at least we've got your songs
Like Bud the Spud from the right red mud and the Gumboot Cloggeroo.

So long Stomping Tom, may God take care of you

Me and my wife and kids we all sing along

Driving around Monktown town singing the Hockey Song.
We were to it and at it and at it and to it till we tuned our attitude in.
So long Stomping Tom, until we meet again


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So long Stomping Tom, I can't believe you're gone
So long Stomping Tom, at least we've got your songs
Like Margo's got the Cargo by and the old MukLuk Shoo

So long Stomping Tom, may God take care of you.

So many people I've not met but yet know by name

Like poor old Ben down in the pen and that gal Red River Jane
Or Potato and Tomato driving to Windsor in their car
And see walking past the pawn shop is Luke with his guitar


Chorus:


So long Stomping Tom, I can't believe you're gone
So long Stomping Tom, at least we've got your songs
Like the Skid addler and Goodbye Rubber head too

So long Stomping Tom, may God take care of you

Well the Father Son and Holy Ghost

They're all hanging on every word
While you're singing songs of Saskatchewan
And tobacco from Tillsonburg.

And a million drunken angles are singing with you tonight.
And when you see my Mum down in the front row
Could you tell her I'm doing alright.


Chorus:


So long Stomping Tom, I can't believe you're gone.
So long Stomping Tom, at least we've got your songs.
Like Big Joe Mufferraw and Sudbury Saturday Night

So long Stomping Tom may you rest in peace tonight
So long Stomping Tom may you rest in peace tonight.