Goodbye Songtext
von Josef Locke
Goodbye Songtext
My heart is broken
But what care I?
Such pride inside me has woken
I′ll try my best not to cry
By and by
When the final farewells must be spoken
I'll join the legion
That′s what I'll do
And in some far distant region
Where human hearts are staunch and true
I shall start my life anew
Goodbye, it's time
I sought a foreign clime
Where I may find
There are hearts more kind
Than I leave behind
And so I go
To fight a savage foe
Although I know
That I′ll be sometimes missed
By the girls I′ve kissed
In some Abyssinian
French dominion
I shall do my bit
And fall for the flag if I must
Where the desert sand
Is nice and handy
I'll be full of grit
You won′t see my heels for the dust
I'll do or die
You′ll know the reason why
When told of Paul Leopold's
Last stand for the fatherland
Goodbye, it′s time
I sought a foreign clime
Where I may find
There are hearts more kind
Than I leave behind
And so I go
To fight a savage foe
Although I know
That I'll be sometimes missed
By the girls I've kissed
In some Abyssinian
French dominion
I shall do my bit
And fall for the flag if I must
Where the desert sand
Is nice and handy
I′ll be full of grit
You won′t see my heels for the dust
I'll do or die
You′ll know the reason why
When told of Paul Leopold's
Last stand for the fatherland
Goodbye, goodbye
I wish you all a last goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye
I wish you all a last goodbye
But what care I?
Such pride inside me has woken
I′ll try my best not to cry
By and by
When the final farewells must be spoken
I'll join the legion
That′s what I'll do
And in some far distant region
Where human hearts are staunch and true
I shall start my life anew
Goodbye, it's time
I sought a foreign clime
Where I may find
There are hearts more kind
Than I leave behind
And so I go
To fight a savage foe
Although I know
That I′ll be sometimes missed
By the girls I′ve kissed
In some Abyssinian
French dominion
I shall do my bit
And fall for the flag if I must
Where the desert sand
Is nice and handy
I'll be full of grit
You won′t see my heels for the dust
I'll do or die
You′ll know the reason why
When told of Paul Leopold's
Last stand for the fatherland
Goodbye, it′s time
I sought a foreign clime
Where I may find
There are hearts more kind
Than I leave behind
And so I go
To fight a savage foe
Although I know
That I'll be sometimes missed
By the girls I've kissed
In some Abyssinian
French dominion
I shall do my bit
And fall for the flag if I must
Where the desert sand
Is nice and handy
I′ll be full of grit
You won′t see my heels for the dust
I'll do or die
You′ll know the reason why
When told of Paul Leopold's
Last stand for the fatherland
Goodbye, goodbye
I wish you all a last goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye
I wish you all a last goodbye
Writer(s): Graham, Stolz, Reisch Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

