Lyrics:

Midnight will sound
And we'll all gather round
The new little year
Of the day
But dear old year
Before you go
Here's something you ought to know
Though your back is bent
And your beard is gray
You're a year well spent
And I'd like to say
You put on a 1st class show
And I'm sorry to see you go
You brought trouble
Taught me to handle it
Thanks for the lesson
You brought romance
Oh what a scandal it caused
When it all fell through ;-)
You brought worry
Taught me to laugh at it
Now I'm confessin
That my whole approach is new
After a year like you
So we'll share a toast
From the loving cup
Here's to you grown old
And to me grown up
There's nothing left up your sleeve
But I'm sorry to see you leave
So retire into a memory
You've earned a good rest
It's been great and though I'll pretend to be
Part of this midnight show
Just between old you and me
And that kid with his year to grow
I'm sorry, really sorry to see you go
Sorry to see you go x 5