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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 "coocoo".
Regretfully they tell us, But firmly they compel us To say goodby to you.
So long, farewell, Auf wiedersehen, good night, I hate to go and leave this pretty sight. 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 ubsurd little bird Is popping out to say cook-coo cook-coo, cook-coo Regretfully they tell us cook-coo But firmly they compell us cook-coo To say goodbye cook-coo... To you...
So long farewell, auf weidersehen good-bye I hate to go and leave this pretty sight
So long farewell, auf weidersehen adieu Adieu, adieu, to you and you and you
So long farewell, au revior auf weidersehen I'd like to stay and taste my first champagne Yes?
So long farewell, auf weidersehen goodnight I leave and heave a sigh and say good bye - goodbyyyyyyeeeee!
I'm glad... to go.... I cannot tell a lie I fleet, I float, I fleetly flee I fly...
The sun... has gone... to bed and so must I... So long...farewell...auf weidersehen goodbye... Goodbye... Goodbye.... Goodbye....
Goodbye...
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