Whenever I'm in the tightest corner. Whenever I feel forlorn. I think of the isle where. I was born. And the duty to which I've sworn. But I woke up in a nightmare. With a Union Jack and half. A crown. John Bull got caught with his. Pants down again. That's inviting sundown. It's time to do or die. It's time to say "Good-bye". Cos I'm the man who lost the. British Empire. Yes I'm the one I let the. Sun go down. Don't let the shadows lengthen. And cover my good intentions. They say that darkness brings. The right time. But it's also time for tears. I'm so sorry and sincere. Ahead of me a brilliant career. Now I'm going nowhere. It's time to do or die. It's time to say "Good-bye". Cos I'm the man who lost the. British Empire. Yes I'm the one I let the. Sun go down. Stay awhile. Delay the night. I'm too young for twilight. They'd tell the sun to hesitate. That's when Britain was Great. Now that the lights are flickering. My pulse is quickening. All over the world the lamps. Will dim. And never be seen again. The balloon's gone up. The night descends. As they lower the flag on. No-man's land. They'll take you down. A peg or two. This is the bitter end. I walk into darkness. It's time to do or die. It's time to say "Good-bye". Cos I'm the man who lost the. British Empire. Yes I'm the one I let the. Sun go down. I let the sun go down. Don't let the sun go down. I let the sun go down