Post #785362 by The Below Decks on Mon, Mar 26, 2018 12:26 PM

I have no inside word and know nothing more than that it seems we're sadly about to very soon say “aloha” to Huntington Beach's iconic Don the Beachcomber. I'll always think of it very fondly, including for the many wonderful tiki friends and incredible artists that I met there, for the inspiring decor and the cocktails (of course!), and because we were fortunately able to sneak inside with our sweet Ella-Roux for a few of the early tiki marketplaces held there.

Aloha and thanks for the memories, Don the Beachcomber.

Goodbye, goodbye
Oh why must we say goodbye?
I've heard that word in every land
'Ke ora te tura' the Polynesians say
Farewell, dear friend
We'll meet another day
From far Japan, 'sayonara' they cry
I wish they didn't mean goodbye

I hear 'au revoir' and long for gay Paree
In Rome, 'arrividerci,' they fondly say to me
As I sail from fair Hawaii I hear 'aloha oe'
Oh, I wish they didn't mean goodbye

As I leave London town I hear their 'cheerio'
From Spain 'hasta manana'
'Adios' from Mexico
And Vienna's old refrain is a sad 'auf wiedersehen'
Oh, I wish they didn't mean goodbye

‘Aloha oe,' I hear them sigh
But I wish they didn't mean goodbye