VINTER IN THE VALLEY GREEN

Remembered by Mrrzy

It was vinter in the valley green
And the wind blew 'gainst the vindowpanes
And the vomen in the vaudeville
Wrote vilosovy on the vestibule
Copenhagen was taken, hoorah, hoorah (bis)
And all the shtrange people shtood up in the shteeple and SHPIT on the people below
AAAA women...
AAAAmen!
Ve are off to lieber August, September, October
No vonder ve are sober, we ain't got no beer!
My little brother Heinrich by the window stood
Inside, outlooking, he saw a tree there standing
And on the tree a peach there hanging
He leaned the window out
He FELL the window out
His head upon the rocks there lay
Peachless.
He died, he did, he died o'broken rib he did (bis)
We're the boys of Bowling Green, Bowling Green, Bowling Green...
Boys! Don't bowl on the green!
The green is for the king
The king is for the queen
The queen is for the prince!
Prince? What prince?
FINGERPrints? Noooo...
FOOTprints? Nooooo...
Here, Prince!
Then there was granny
Swinging on the outhouse door
Without her nightie
And granpa couldn't ask for more
He's nearly ninety
And granma's only 24
She shows on Sunday
Tommy, cut your toenails
You're ripping the sheets
To shreds!