Dolly:
   Goodbye, Goodbye, Goodbye.
   Goodbye, Goodbye, Goodbye.
   Don't try to stop me Horace, please...
   Wave your little hand and whisper
   So long dearie
   You ain't gonna see me anymore
   And when you discover that your life is dreary
   Don't you come a knockin' at my door
   'Cause I'll be all dolled up
   And singin' that song
   That says you dog, I told you so
   So wave your little hand and whisper
   So long dearie
   Dearie, should have said so long
   So long ago
   Because you've treated me so rotten and rough
   I've had enough of feelin' low
   So wave your little hand and whisper
   So long dearie
   Dearie would have said so long
   So long ago
   For I can hear that choo choo callin' me on
   To a fancy new address
   Yes, I can hear that choo choo callin' me on
   On board that happiness express
   I'm gonna learn to dance and drink and smoke a cigarette
   I'm go'n as far away from Yonkers as a girl can get
   So...on those cold winter nights, Horace...
   You can snuggle up to your cash register.
   It's a bit lumpy but it rings!
   Don't come a knockin'
   I'll be all dolled up
   And singin' that song
   That says you dog, I told you so
   So Horace, you will find your life a sad old story
   You'll be livin' in that lonesome territory
   When you see your Dolly shuffle off to glory
   Oh I should have said so long...
   How could I have been wrong?
   Oh, I should have said so long...
   So Long ago!