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Corporal Schnapps Mine heart ish proken into little pits, I tells you, friend, what for; Mine schweetheart von coot patriotic kirl, She trives me off mit der war. I fights for her, der pattles of the flag. I schtrikes to prove as I can; Put now long time she nix remembers me, And coes mit another man. cho: Ah! mine fraulein! You ish so ferry unkind; You coes mit Hans to Zhermany to live, And leaves poor Schnapps behind, Leaves poor Schnapps behind. I march all tay no matter if der schtorm Pe worse ash Moses' flood; I lays all night, my head upon a schtump And "sinks to sleep" in der mud. Der nightmare comes, I catch him ferry pad I treams I schleeps wid de Ghost I wakes next morning frozen in der cround So schtiff as von schtone post. They kives me hart-pred, tougher as a rock It almost preaks mine zhaw; I schplits him some-times mit an iron wedge And cuts him up mit a saw. Dey kives me peef, so ferry ferry salt Like Sodom's wife, you know; I surely tinks dey put him in der prine Von hundred years ago. Py'n py we takes von city in der South We schtays there von whole year, I kits me sour krout much as I can eat, And plenty loccar pier. I meets von lady repel in der schtreet So handsome ef fer I see; I makes to her von ferry callant pow Put ah! she schpits on me. "Hart times!" you say, "What for you folunteer?" I tolt you, friends, what for: Mine schweetheart, von coot patrioticc kirl, She trove me off mit der war. Alas! alas! Mibe pretty little von Will schmile no more on me Put schtill I fights der pattles of te flag To set my countries free. From Songs of Henry Clay Work, Work RG apr96
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