Hello Grampa, my old friend, Your busy day is at an end. Your exploits have been sad and boring, Hello Grampa, my old friend, Your busy day is at an end. Your exploits have been sad and boring, They tell a tale that's worth ignoring. When you're alone, the words of your story Will echo down the rest-home hall, 'Cause no one at all, Can stand the sound Of Grampa.