Once there was a wicked witch
In the lovely land of OZ
And a wickeder, wickeder
Wickeder witch that never, ever was
She filled the folks in Munchkin Land
With terror and with dread
Till one fine day from Kansas
A house fell on her head
And the coroner pronounced her dead
And through the town
The joyous news went running
The joyous news that the wicked old witch
Was finally done in
Ding dong, the witch is dead
Which old witch?
Harold, the wicked witch
Ding dong, the witch is dead
Oh, to a happy day
Wake up you sleepy head
Rub your eyes
Get out of that bed
Wake up! The wicked old witch is dead!
She’s gone where the goblins go
Below, below, below, yo, ho
Let’s open up and sing
And ring those bells out
Sing the news out
Ding dong, the merry-o
Sing it high and sing it low
Let them know the wicked old witch is dead
Why everyone’s glad
She took such a crownin’
Bein' hit by a house
Is even worse than drownin’
Let ‘em know the wicked old witch is dead
