Soldier's Song

A schnapps, landlord, and fast
A soldier’s never last
His fists are even faster
Your tits, girls, show 'em fast
A soldier’s heart is vast
But please don’t tell the pastor
Your cards, comrades, and fast
A soldier’s not tight-assed
He smiles right at disaster
Your prayers, good priest, and fast
A soldier’s die is cast
He’s mincemeat for his master