American Old Time Song Lyrics: 32 The Turn Verein Cadets

Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 32

Home Songster main V01 V02 V03 V04 V05 V06 V07 V08 V09 V10 V11 V12 V13 V14 V15 V16 V17 V18 V19 V20 V21 V22 V23 V24 V25 V26 V27 V28 V29 V30 V31 V32 V33 V34 V35 V36 V37 V38 V39 V40 V41 V42 V43 V44 V45 V46 V47 V48 V49 V50 V51 V52 V53 V54 V55 V56 V57 V58 V59 V60 V61 Support Search

Share page  Visit Us On FB

Copyright. 1883, by Wm. A. Pond & Co.
Words by Ed. Harrigan. Music by Dave Braham.

When the moon shines bright on a summer's night,
We go out on a grand parade;
The Arion Club is a handsome sight
All dressed in a masquerade;
Such pretty German boys, their mother's little joys,
oh! hootey, tootey, Kleiner Deutcher Pets;
In soldier's clothes away we go
In the Turu-Verein Cadets.

Ein, zwei, drei, oh, keep your head up high.
When marching by you hear them ladies cry;
Oh! dear me, come over Mister Oetz
And see these little children in the Turn-Verein Cadets.

Don't we put on style down at Coney Isle,
Where they drink of the good bock-beer;
We laugh and sing while the cymbals ring,
And dance with our sweethearts dear;
We listen to the band play airs from Faderland,
We're hootey, tootey, Kleiner Deutcher Pets;
'Mid mirth and song we march along
In the Turn-Verein Cadets.-Chorus.

There's the sweet trombone and the baritone,
And the trumpet that plays so fine;
The Arion Band that sounds so grand.
They came from the dear old Rhine;
Oh! lots of pleasure, too, you bet they give to you,
We're hootey, tootey, Kleiner Deutcher Pets;
So neat and gay we march away
In the Turu-Verein Cadets.- Chorus.
Download music lyrics PDF file For Printing with (no ads)
Download music lyrics in RTF file For editing / printing with Word and other editing software.
Download music lyrics as PNG Graphic file For inclusion in DTP etc.