Oh! I can see a jacket of red and white and blue,
Some lions and a unicorn, a harp, a bulldog too
I see some shiny jewels that sparkle in your crown,
Some hearts of oak, some daffodils and hills of thistledown.
Is this goodbye now my great aunt Britannia
Farewell Britannia, adieu!
Must I leave you now, my Greaten Britannia,
Will this be my last goodbye to you?
Must I say good-bye to David and George and Patrick too,
To Andrew and the cousins and all the folks I knew?
It was a family quarrel and I'm too big to scold,
You closed the door and left me here, standing in the cold.
Is this goodbye now my great aunt Britannia
Farewell Britannia, adieu!
Must I leave you now, my Greaten Britannia,
Will this be my last goodbye to you?
I've got my red flame-lily, my bird of mystery,
I've got my own young lions that will walk the road with me,
The coat I wear just isn't the one that I once wore,
You'll find the old one hanging there behind your bolted door.
Is this goodbye now my great aunt Britannia
Farewell Britannia, adieu;
Must I leave you now, my Greaten Britannia,
Will this be my last goodbye to you?
Will this be my last goodbye to you?
Will this be my last goodbye to you?