Of course, I share MudGuard's and Susanne's feelings. I was playing in a German folkgroup for a long time. We were playing Irish and Scottish music with very few German songs in between. At our best, we copied a couple of Planxty tunes and songs, far from the original but nothing to be ashamed of. With that musical taste of ours, you can imagine how much we liked it that invariably some German came up to us after the show and said that it was fine what we did and he liked it but why didn't we play that fine song The Wild Rover or, even better, the German version of it. If he didn't ask for the Wild Rover, he asked for Whisky in the Jar, the only other Irish folksong any randomly met German knows.
I was so fed up with these requests that I wrote a parody on "An der Nordseeküste", using of course the tune of Whisky in the Jar, for a change.

An der Deutschen Norseeküste

An der Deutschen Nordseeküste
in 'ner Stadt mit Namen Norden,
war Jan, der Fischer, Vater
von Drillingen geworden.
Er konnt' des Nachts nicht schlafen,
so schrie'n die kleinen Fresser,
mit Korn statt Milch im Fläschchen
da schlafen sie jetzt besser.

Ja, wir trinken den starken Korn...

(At the German Northsea coast, in the town of Norden, Jan, the fisherman, became father of a triplet. He couldn't sleep at night for the noise, now with grain whisky replacing the milk in the bottle, they sleep better...)

I think you get the idea. The other verses used other well know towns from that region (Emden, Aurich) to the same effect (how much better life goes with a lot of drinking). We had to stop playing that song for the audience liked it too much or, rather, they like it for the (in our eyes) wrong reasons.

Wolfgang