june christy
ding dong the witch is dead
Once there was a wicked witch in the lovely land of Oz And a wickeder, wickeder, wickeder witch there never, never was She filled the folks in Munchkin land with terror and with dread 'Till one fine day from Kansas way a cyclone caught a house  That brought the wicked, wicked witch her doom  As she was flying on her broom For the house fell on her head and the coroner pronounced her dead And thru the town the joyous news was spread   Ding-dong, the witch is dead! Which old witch? The wicked witch Ding-dong, the wicked witch is dead Wake up, you sleepy head, rub your eyes, get out of bed Wake up, the wicked witch is dead! She's gone where the goblins go below, below, below, yo ho Let's open up and sing, and ring the bells out Ding-dong! the merry-o sing it high, sing it low Let them know the wicked witch is dead   Ding-dong, the witch is dead! Which old witch? The wicked witch Ding-dong, the wicked witch is dead Wake up, you sleepy head, rub your eyes, get out of bed Wake up, the wicked witch is dead! She's gone where the goblins go below, below, below, yo ho Let's open up and sing, and ring the bells out Ding-dong! the merry-o sing it high, sing it low Let them know the wicked witch is dead 