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| HANS BREITMANN gife a barty, | |
| Dey had biano-blayin; | |
| I felled in lofe mit a Merican frau, | |
| Her name was Madilda Yane. | |
| She had haar as prown ash a pretzel, | 5 |
| Her eyes vas himmel-plue, | |
| Und ven dey looket indo mine, | |
| Dey shplit mine heart in two. | |
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| Hans Breitmann gife a barty, | |
| I vent dere you ’ll pe pound. | 10 |
| I valtzet mit Madilda Yane | |
| Und vent shpinnen round und round. | |
| De pootiest Frauelein in de house, | |
| She vayed ’pout dwo hoondred pound, | |
| Und efery dime she gife a shoomp | 15 |
| She make de vindows sound. | |
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| Hans Breitmann gife a barty; | |
| I dells you it cost him dear. | |
| Dey rolled in more as sefen kecks | |
| Of foost-rate Lager Beer. | 20 |
| Und venefer dey knocks de shpicket in | |
| De Deutschers gifes a cheer. | |
| I dinks dat so vine a barty | |
| Nefer coom to a het dis year. | |
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| Hans Breitmann gife a barty; | 25 |
| Dere all vas Souse und Brouse. | |
| Ven de sooper comed in, de gompany | |
| Did make demselfs to house; | |
| Dey ate das Brot und Gensy broost, | |
| De Bratwurst und Braten vine, | 30 |
| Und vash der Abendessen down | |
| Mit four parrels of Neckarwein. | |
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| Hans Breitmann gife a barty; | |
| We all cot troonk ash bigs. | |
| I poot mine mout to a parrel of bier, | 35 |
| Und emptied it oop mit a schwigs. | |
| Und denn I gissed Madilda Yane | |
| Und she shlog me on de kop, | |
| Und de gompany fited mit daple-lecks | |
| Dill de coonshtable made oos shtop. | 40 |
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| Hans Breitmann gife a barty— | |
| Where ish dat barty now? | |
| Where ish de lofely golden cloud | |
| Dat float on de moundain’s prow? | |
| Where ish de himmelstrahlende Stern— | 45 |
| De shtar of de shpirit’s light? | |
| All goned afay mit de Lager Beer— | |
| Afay in de Ewigkeit! | |
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