Fatherland, Mother of the Band

Lyrics

[ENSEMBLE] We want to tell you to your face That we're a music-loving race In every corner of our land You'll always find at least one little band Their instruments are shiny Their music has a swing The patriotic Heinie Must get right up and sing Drink, drink, drink To the little German Band Blowing our troubles away (Our troubles) Drink, drink, drink To the little German band Playing in every café When they finger Meistersinger Mendelssohn or Bach How we treasure Every measure Ach, ach, ach! Drink, drink, drink To the dear old Fatherland Mother of the little German band Drink, drink, drink To the little piccolo Drink, drink, drink When the tuba starts to blow When they finger Meistersinger Mendelssohn or Bach How we treasure Every measure Ach, ach, ach! Drink, drink, drink To the dear old Fatherland Mother of the little German— The dear old Fatherland is Mother of the little German band