Soldier's Song

A schnapps, landlord, and fast
A soldier's never last
His fists are even faster

Your tits, girls, show 'em fast
A soldier's heart is vast
But please don't tell the pastor

Your cards, comrades, and fast
A soldier's not tight-assed
He smiles right at disaster

Your prayers, good priest, and fast
A soldier's die is cast
He's mincemeat for his master



Credits
Writer(s): Peter Wilson, Bertold Brecht
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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