There's a sad sort of clanging

From the clark in the home

And the bells in the steeple too

And up in the nurs'ry an absurd little bird

Is popping out to say "coocoo"

Regretfully they tell us

But firmly they compel us

To say goodby 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

Auf wiedersehn goodbye

We flit we float

We fleetly flee we fly

So long farewell

Auf wiedersehen goodbye

The sun has gone to bed and so must I

Goodbye goodbye goodbye

Goodbye