Leavers’ Assembly

Goodbye, Old School

Goodbye, old school
We’re going away.
Goodbye, old school
We’re leaving today.
Goodbye to the teachers.
Goodbye to you all.
The classrooms, the cloakrooms,
The playground, the hall.
Goodbye, old school,
We’re going away.

Goodbye, old school
We’ll miss you a lot –
The din and the dinners.
Believe it or not.
We’ll miss you, Miss,
And remember you, Sir.
When lessons have faded
And homework’s a blur.
Goodbye, old school
We’ll miss you a lot.

Goodbye, old school
We’ll never forget
The smell of the cloakroom
With coats soaking wet.
The balls on the roof
And the songs in the hall.
We’ll think of you –
Will you think of us?
Goodbye, old school,
We’ll never forget.

Goodbye, old school
What more can we say?
It’s bon voyage
It’s anchors aweigh
The desks are quite empty;
The classroom is bare;
But our hearts are full
And you’ll always be there.
Goodbye, old school
What more can we say?