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Der Sheneral Sherman holts oop on his coorse	A
He shtops at de gross road und reins in his horse	A
Dere's a ford on de rifer dis day we moost dake	B
Or elshe de grand army in bieces shall preak	B
Vhen shoost ash dis vord from his lips had gone bast	C
There coomed a young orterly gallopin' fast	C
Who gry mit amazement Herr Shen'ral Goot Lord	D
Dat Bummer der Breitmann ish holdin' der ford	D
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Der Shen'ral he ootered no hymn und no psalm	E
But opened his lips und he priefly say D n	F
Dere moost hafe been viskey on dat side der rifer	G
To get it dose shaps vould set hell in a shiver	G
But now dat dey hold it ride quick to deir aid	H
Ho Sickles move promp'ly send down a prigade	H
Dat Dootchman moost vork mighty hard mit his sword	H
If againsd a whole army he holds to de ford	H
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Dey spoored on dey hoory'd on gallopin' shtraight	H
But for Breitmann help coomed shoost a liddle too late	H
For as de Lauwin goes smash mit her pound	H
So on to de Bummers de repels coom down	I
Heinrich von Schinkenstein's tead in de road	H
Dieterich Hinkelbein's flat as a toad	H
Und Sepperl Tyroler shpoke nefer a vord	H
But shoost Mutter Gottes und died in de ford	H
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Itsch'l of Innspruck ish drilled droo de hair	G
Einer aus B blingen he too vash dere	G
Karli of Karlisruh's shot near de fence	A
His horse vash o'erloadet mit toorkies und hens	A
Und dough he like a ravin' mad cannibal fought	H
Yet der Breitmann der capt'n der hero vash caught	H
Und de last dings ve saw he vas tied mit a cord	H
For de repels had goppled him oop at de ford	H
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Dey shtripped off his goat und skyugled his poots	A
Dey dressed him mit rags of a repel recruits	A
But von gray haared oldt veller shmiled crimly und bet	H
Dat Breitmann vouldt be a pad egg for dem yet	H
He has more on his pipe as dem vellers allows	A
He has cardts yet in hand und das Spiel ist nicht aus	A
Dey'll find dat dey took in der Teufel to board	H
De day dey pooled Breitmann vell ofer de ford	H
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In de Bowery each beer haus mit crape vas oopdone	I
Vhen dey read in de papers dat Breitmann vas gone	I
Und de Dootch all cot troonk oopon lager und wein	I
At the great Trauer fest of de Turner Verein	I
Dere vas wein en mit weinen ven beoplesh did dink	B
Dat Sherman's great Sharman cood nefer more trink	B
Und in Villiam Shtreet veepin' und vailen' vas hoor'd	H
Pecause der Hans Breitmann vas lost at de ford	H
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SECOND PART	H
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In dulce jubilo now ve all sings	A
A vaifin' de panners like efery dings	A
De preeze droo de bine trees ish cooler und salt	H
Und der Shen'ral is merry venefer ve halt	H
Loosty und merry he schmells at de preeze	A
Lustig und heiter he looks droo de drees	A
Lustig und heiter ash vell he may pe	J
For Sherman at last has marched down to the sea	A
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Dere's a gry from de guart dere's a clotter und dramp	J
Vhen dat fery same orterly rides droo de camp	J
Who report on de ford Dere ish droples and awe	K
In de face of de youf' apout somedings he saw	A
Und he shpeak me in Fr ntsch like he always do Look	B
Sagre pleu Fentre Tieu dere ish Breitmann his spook	B
He ish goming dis vay Nom de Garce can it pe	J
Dat de spooks of de tead men coom down to de sea	A
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Und he looks und ve sees und ve tremples mit tread	H
For risin' all swart on de efenin' red	H
Vas Johannes der Breitmann der war es bei Gott	H
Coom riding' to oos vard right shtraight to de shpot	H
All mouse still ve shtood yet mit oop shoompin' hearts	A
For he look shoost so pig as de shiant of de Hartz	A
Und I heard de Sout Deutschers say Ave Morie	G
Braise Gott all goot shpirids py land und by sea	A
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Boot Itzig of Frankfort he lift oop his nose	A
Und be mark dat de shpook hat peen changin' his clothes	A
For he seemed like an Generalissimus drest	H
In a vlamin' new coat und magnificent vest	H
Six bistols beschlagen mit silber he vore	G
Und a cold mounded swordt like a Kaisar he bore	G
Und ve dinks dat de ghosdt or votever he pe	J
Moost hafe proken some panks on his vay to de sea	A
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Id is he Und er lebt noch he lifes ve all say	A
Der Breitmann Oldt Breitmann Hans Breitmann Herr Je	A
Und ve roosh to emprace him und shtill more ve find	H
Dat vherefer he'd peen he'd left noding pehine	I
In bofe of his poots dere vas porte moneys crammed	H
Mit creen packs stoof full all his haversack jammed	H
In his bockets cold dollars vere shinglin' deir doons	A
Mit dwo doozen votches und four dozen shpoons	A
Und dwo silber tea pods for makin' his dea	A
Der ghosdt hafe pring mit him en route to de sea	A
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Mit goot sweed botatoes und doorkies und rice	A
Ve makes him a sooper of efery dings nice	A
Und de bummers hoont roundt apout alle wie ein	I
Dill dey findt a plantaschion mit parrels of wein	I
Den t'vas Here's to you Breitmann Alt Schwed bist zur ck	B
Vot teufels you makes since dis fourteen nights veek	B
Und ve holds von shtupendous and derriple shpree	G
For shoy dat der Breitmann has got to de sea	A
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But in fain tid we ashk vhere der Breitmann hat peen	I
Vot he tid vot he pass droo or vot he might seen	I
Vhere he kits his vine horse or who gafe him dem woons	A
Und how Brovidence plessed him mit tea pods und shpoons	A
For to all of dem queeries he only reblies	A
If you dells me no quesdions I ashks you no lies	A
So 'Twas glear dat some derriple mysh'dry moost pe	J
Vhere he kits all dat ploonder he prings to de sea	A
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Dere ish bapers in Richmond dells derriple lies	A
How Sherman's grand armee hafe raise deir sooplies	A
For ve readt in brindt dat der Sheneral Grant	H
Say de bummers hafe only shoost take vat dey vant	H
But 'Tis vhispered dat vhile a refolfer'll go round	H
Der BREITMANN vill nefer a peggin' be found	H
Or shtarvin' ash brisner by doonder not he	A
Vhile der Teufel could help him to ged to de sea	A

Charles G. Leland

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