“Greybeard Halt is a friend of mine
He lives on Redmont hill
Greybeard Halt never took a bath
And they say he never will!


Fare thee well, Greybeard Halt
Fare thee well, I say
Fare thee well, Greybeard Halt
I’ll see you on your way


Greybeard Halt, he lost a bet
He lost his winter cloak
When winter comes, Halt stays warm
By sleeping 'mongst the goats.


Fare thee well, Greybeard Halt
Fare thee well, I say
Fare thee well, Greybeard Halt
I'll see you on your way.


Greybeard Halt, he lives with goats
That's what I’ve heard tell
He hasn’t changed his socks for years
But the goats don't mind the smell!


Fare thee well, Greybeard Halt
Fare thee well, I say
Fare thee well, Greybeard Halt
I’ll see you on your way


Greybeard Halt is a fighting man
I’ve heard common talk
That Greybeard Halt, he cuts his hair
With his saxe knife and fork!


Fare thee well, Greybeard Halt
Fare thee well, I say
Fare thee well, Greybeard Halt
I’ll see you on your way”