Do been shod und exploded dot ain’t much fun,
So long as you hafe any chance for do run,
Und as dose shells did bust around,
Und knocked der soldiers on der ground,
Exbloding mit a gentle sound,
Dot Schlosser quick made ub his mind,
De first goot horse dot he should find,
He’d ride avay as quick as der vind,
Und leaf de baddle far behint.
Und soon he finds him a schblendid horse,