HARRY'S SONG

(Tune: "Nellie the Elephant")

To LA
A special police force came
They brought a lieutenant called Callahan
Though Harry was his name
One dark night
While cruising on Fifth and Main
He met a man who turned and ran
And was never seen again

CHORUS
Harry the Callahan tracked his punk and gunned him down in a warehouse
Down he went with a bumpety bump, bump, bump, bump
Harry the Callahan tracked his punk and dragged him back to the jailhouse
Up the steps with a thumpety thump, thump, thump, thump.
The sergeant said "Why'dja shoot him?"
All he would say
(Was) "We met tonight, he got in my sight and I told him 'Make my day!'"
So Harry the Callahan tracked his punk and gunned him down in a warehouse
Down he went with a bumpety bump, bump, bump, bump.

Night by night
He'd travel the streets of town
When Harry was cruising the boulevards
He wore an awful frown
No more hoods
For Harry to perforate
They'd all got wise to his narrowed eyes
And had vanished from the state

CHORUS
Harry the Callahan tracked his punk and gunned him down in a warehouse
Down he went with a bumpety bump, bump, bump, bump
Harry the Callahan tracked his punk and dragged him back to the jailhouse
Up the steps with a thumpety thump, thump, thump, thump.
The criminals all departed
But that's okay
He won't waste time on detecting crime
While there's punks to blow away
So Harry the Callahan tracks his punk and guns him down in a warehouse
Down he goes with a bumpety bump, bump, bump, bump.