Lyrics:

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 coo-coo (Cuckoo, cuckoo, cuckoo, cuckoo)
Regretfully they tell us (Cuckoo, cuckoo)
But firmly they compel us (Cuckoo, cuckoo)
To say goodbye
To you
So long, farewell
Auf wiedersehen, goodnight
We hate to go and leave this pretty sight
So long, farewell
Auf wiedersehen, adieu
Adieu, adieu to you and you and you
So long, farewell
Auf weidersehen, goodbye
We flit, we float, we fleety flee, we fly
So long, farewell
Auf weidersehen, goodbye
The sun has gone to bed and so must I
Goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye