Clang Of The Yankee Reaper

The sun never set on the empire

Prince Albert came in a can

If you expire before you retire

And end up an also-ran

It's fine time to drink tea from China

Do drop a line

Let me know I am fine

Sun in the moonlight, in the moonlight

Gone, just like I said

The good old days are dead

Better get it through your head

As you harken to

The clang of The Yankee Reaper

It's like I said

The good old days are dead

As you harken to

The clang of the Yankee Reaper

Out in the rude wild abandon

The Shah of Iran bought the plan

Seen with the Queen he was all smiles

He just bailed out the British Isles

It's time to drink tea from fine china

Just think of him when your light

Starts to dim

Sun in the moonlight, in the moonlight

Gone, just like I said

The good old days are dead

Better get it through your head

As you harken to

The clang of The Yankee Reaper

It's like I said

The good old days are dead

As you harken to

The clang of the Yankee Reaper

Harken to the clang of the Yankee Reaper

The good old days are dead

As you harken to the clang