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Darling, go home, your husband is ill. |
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Is he ill? Let them give him a pill. |
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Oh, come my dear Franz, just one more dance, |
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Then I'll go home to my poor old man, |
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Then I'll go home to my poor old man. |
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Darling, go home, your husband is worse. |
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Is he worse? Well I am no nurse. |
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Oh, come my dear Franz, just one more dance, |
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Then I'll go home to my poor old man, |
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Then I'll go home to my poor old man. |
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Darling, go home, your husband is dead. |
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Is he dead? There's no more to be said |
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Oh, come my dear Franz, just one more dance, |
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Then I'll go home to my poor old man, |
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Then I'll go home to my poor old man. |
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Darling, go home, the will's to be read |
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What's that you said? I said the will's to be read. |
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Oh, no, no, my dear Franz, this is no time to dance, |
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I must go weep for my poor old man, |
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I must go weep for my poor old man. |
