There's a sad
Sort of clanging
From the clock
In the hall
And the bells in
The steeple too
And up in the
Nurs'ry
An absurd
Little bird
Is popping out
To say 'coo-coo'
Regretfully
They tell us
But firmly
They compel us
To say good-bye
To you
So long farewell
Auf wiedersehn
Good-night
I hate to go
And leave this
Pretty sight
So long farewell
Auf wiedersehn
Adieu
Adieu adieu
To yieu and yieu
And yieu
So long farewell
Au' voir
Auf wiedersehn
I'd like to stay
And taste my
First champagne
No
No
So long farewell
Auf wiedersehn
Good-bye
I leave and
Heave a sigh
And say good-bye
Good-bye
I'm glad to go
I cannot
Tell a lie
I flit I float
I fleetly flee
I fly
The sun has
Gone to bed
And so must I
So long farewell
Auf wiedersehn
Good-bye
Good-bye
Good-bye
Good-bye
Good-bye