Vārdi: Ganggajang. Thanks To Dave.

Late nights, down the back streets, across the cobblestones we'd roam
and laughing through the bar haze we would wait for Dave to show.
Dave now, like his namesake, used to blow in on the breeze
Put a smile on every face, slapping backs and squeezing knees

Oh, we'd live and we'd laugh, to the music we'd sway
Oh, we'd live, love, laugh and cry thanks to Dave

Jokes fell from his lips like dust falls from a golden gown
Wore the mantle of his royalty, the little king of this old town
Gathered pilgrims to his progress like believers to a shrine
And he made it through the big time, was a star on 'What's My Line'

Oh, we'd live and we'd laugh, to the music we'd sway
Oh, we'd live, love, laugh and cry thanks to Dave

Well there's sunlight on the sidewalk, hear the morning talk and the mood has changed
You can relive the past nights, lamplight to limelight, always the same

We were fools every one of us, rolling in the night
Dancing to that famous refrain, thanks to dave

Often in the grip of some fancy party fare
We would tiptoe to the frontier with Dave as our guide there
And it's funny how the years pass, been and gone and you're not aware
How and when we drifted from the time that we had there

Oh, we'd live and we'd laugh, to the music we'd sway
Oh, we'd live, love, laugh and cry thanks to Dave
Thanks to Dave, Thanks to Dave