From the 1939 movie “The Wizard Of Oz”

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 through 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! Shes gone where the goblins go,
Below, below, below. Yo-ho!
Lets open up and sing
And ring the bells out:

Hi-ho, the merry-o!
Sing it high, sing it low,
Let them know the wicked witch is dead!