GOOD-BY, my dear, good-by–
You woke my heart to break it,
So if another take it
Why need you turn or sigh?

New roads are soon to find
And Heaven may well be sending
At every highway's ending
A lass that will be kind:

Good luck, my lad– good day!
Go singing down the year–
But as for me, my dear,
I go another way!