Long Wave Goodbye - Molly Johnson

I made a promise to myself

That I would sooner rot in hell

Than spend another moment with you

I feel that time is slipping by

And if I felt it was worth a try

Then maybe baby, I would cry

Just one more sad sigh

I have sipped the sweetest wine

But this one tastes just past its prime

So go on, take the long wave goodbye

Doctor’s bills are piling sky high

While I try to reason with why

I haven’t taken the long wave goodbye

I had a chance weeks ago

To tell you baby to hit the road

But one look at me

With your sad blue eyes

Well I hate to see a grown man cry

Ya gotta go on, pack your things

'Cause I’m cutting all your strings

And I’m waving the long wave goodbye

The train is barrelling down the track

Whistle’s blowing, your bags are packed

Hurry now, don’t be late

'Cause that would be your last mistake

Hill of beans don’t count for much

Forget to write, don’t keep in touch

'Cause I’m waving the long wave goodbye

You’re taking the long wave goodbye

Goodbye

Bye bye, baby, goodbye

Train’s coming down the track

You’re taking the long wave goodbye