Midnight will sound And we'll all gather round The new little year Of the day But dear old year Before you go Here's something you ought to know Though your back is bent And your beard is gray You're a year well spent And I'd like to say You put on a 1st class show And I'm sorry to see you go You brought trouble Taught me to handle it Thanks for the lesson You brought romance Oh what a scandal it caused When it all fell through ;-) You brought worry Taught me to laugh at it Now I'm confessin That my whole approach is new After a year like you So we'll share a toast From the loving cup Here's to you grown old And to me grown up There's nothing left up your sleeve But I'm sorry to see you leave So retire into a memory You've earned a good rest It's been great and though I'll pretend to be Part of this midnight show Just between old you and me And that kid with his year to grow I'm sorry, really sorry to see you go Sorry to see you go x 5