THERE'S A SAD
SORT OF CLANGING
FROM THE CLOCK IN THE HALL
AND THE BELLS
IN THE STEEPLE TOO
AND UP IN THE NURSERY
AN ABSURD LITTLE BIRD
IS POPPING OUT
TO SAY CUCKOO...
REGRETFULLY THEY TELL US
BUT FIRMLY THEY COMPEL US
TO SAY GOODBYE TO YOU...
SO LONG, FAREWELL
AUF WIEDERSEHEN, GOODNIGHT
I HATE TO GO
AND LEAVE THIS PRETTY SIGHT
SO LONG, FAREWELL
AUF WIEDERSEHEN, ADIEU
ADIEU, ADIEU
TO YIEU AND YIEU AND YIEU
SO LONG, FAREWELL
AU REVOIR, AUF WIEDERSEHEN
I'D LIKE TO STAY
AND TASTE
MY FIRST CHAMPAGNE
SO LONG, FAREWELL
AUF WIEDERSEHEN, GOODBYE
I LEAVE AND HEAVE
A SIGH AND SAY GOODBYE
GOODBYE...
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 WIEDERSEHEN, GOODBYE
GOODBYE... GOODBYE...
GOODBYE... GOODBYE.....