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 (cuckoo, cuckoo)
Regretfully they tell us, but firmly they compel us to say goodnight
To you
So long
Farewell
Auf wiedersehen
Good night
I hate to go and leave this pretty sight
So long
Farewell
Auf wiedersehen
Adu
Adu adu to you and you and you
So long
Farewell
Au revoir
Auf wiedersehen
I'd like to stay and taste my first champagne
So long
Farewell
Auf wiedersehen
Good bye I leave and heave a sigh and say goodbye
Goodbye
I'm glad to go I can not tell a lie
I flit
I float
I fleety flee I fly
The sun
Has gone
To bed and so must I
So long
Farewell
Auf wiedersehen
Good bye
Good bye
Good bye
Good bye

Copyright: CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Writer(s): Oscar Hammerstein Ii, Richard Rodgers