We met at the marksmen’s festival
To me she looks like Heino’s sister (hey)
Black brown is the Hazelnut
Black brown (tanned) is her hair

Oh my Bavarian Girl, days flowed
Like hefeweizen, nights smelled
Like shit, but I will
Never forget the marksmen’s festival (hey!)

We make love in the pig trough
My pants are exploding, my doodle cock (hey!)
She thought I was a dandy and
Her legs were like Eisbein

Oh Girl, days flowed
Like hefeweizen, nights smelled
Like shit, but I will
Never forget the marksmen’s festival (hey!)

Oh ringing
Yes yes
Dog, dog away
Dog be gone, asshole
Dog away
She turned my heart into a white sausage
She dances ute-ut and Schuheplattler (hey!)
Armpit was fresh and smelled like
Summer morning, summer morning

Oh (hey) girl, did me a favor
As soup spoon her bra
Smelled like shit, but I will
Never forget the marksmen’s festival (hey!)

Never forget