Girl from Germany

How I wished my folks were Gracious hosts and not dismayed But wit and wisdom take a back seat, girl When you're that afraid Oh, no! Bring her home and the folks look ill My word, they can't forget, they never will They can hear the storm troops on our lawn when I show her in And the Fuhrer is alive and well, in our paneled den Oh, no! Bring her home and the folks look ill My word, they can't forget that war, what a war My word, she's from Germany Well, it's the same old country But the people have changed My word, Germany With its splendid castles and fine cuisine Well, the car I drive is parked outside It's German-made They resent that less than the people Who are German-made Oh, no! Bring her home and the folks look ill My word, they can't forget that war What a war, some war My word, she's from Germany Well, it's the same old country But the people have changed My word, Germany With its splendid castles and fine cuisine Its lovely German women And its wonderful rivers That do flow from her hills My word, she's from Germany Well, it's the same old country But the people have changed My word, Germany With its splendid castles and fine cuisine Its lovely German women And you and me