Myself—und Gott.
Vile some men sing der power divine,
Mein soldiers sing “Der Wacht am Rhine,”
Und drink deir health in Rhenish wine
Of Me—und Gott.
Dere’s France, she swaggers all aroundt;
She’s ausgespielt, of no account;
To much ve tink she don’t amount;
Myself—und Gott.
She vill not dare to fight again;