Goodbye Carson, late night friend
I'd like to thank you once again
The Television softly speaking
While my parents thought I was sleeping
But the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
With the words "Here's Johnny"

From boyhood days I watched your show
Saw repeats and Ed Ames' throw
'neath the turban you were Carnac
Played Aunt Blabby and that lumber jack
And my eyes were red by the dawn every weekday night
Had black and white
But it aired "Here's Johnny"

And Tiny's wedding night I saw
Few thousand actors, maybe more
People watching and not sleeping
Only breeding when you're bombing
Midler singing songs that made you shed a tear
Your Primate fear
And those two words "Here's Johnny"

Hosts say I will come and go
But your likes they'll never know
Hear those words and each night I knew
Would not sleep until your show was through
And the words now silent since you fell
Still echo
Burbank halls "Here's Johnny"

And the comics bowed and prayed
To this late-night God they paid
Applause sign flashed out its warning
Then the wind up of that big golf swing
The best lines from the words of this prophet
Are written in his monologues
McMahon guffaws
Immortal words "Here's Johnny"