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!