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2014‐12996‐149 Germany You’ll Soon Be No Man’s Land Verse: Bitter days for you are coming, Germany. Bitter days that you’ll regret you’ve liv’d to see. For the wrongs that you have done Will be righted one by one, And the price you’ll pay a heavy one will be. You can never mend the broken hearts again. All that you may say or do will be in vain. Refrain: For the sound of children’s tears Will be ringing in your ears. Even flowers in your land will cease to grow, and so You will fall just as the proud have always fallen For the hand of God has will’d it so. You will live to see the day When the world will turn away, And refuse to clasp your people by the hand, alone you’ll stand. Just a place of desolation, You’ll be scorn’d by ev’ry nation, Germany you’ll soon be no man’s land. Verse: War has been your one ambition, Germany. War and Kultur so you set your legions free. Violating Belgium’s sod, Breaking laws of man and God, Yet you still live on, how patient God must be. But the world will not forgive, will not forget, And you’ll pay each single farthing of your debt. Refrain
Repository
University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign. Sousa Archives and Center for American Music
Rights
No Copyright - United States
Original Location
Record Series 12/9/96
Series 2, Box 14, Folder 10
Local Identifier
2014_12996_149
Collection Title
James Edward Myers Sheet Music Collection, 1836-1986
Bitter days for you are coming, Germany. Bitter days that you’ll regret you’ve liv’d to see. For the wrongs that you have done will be righted one by one, and the price you’ll pay a heavy one will be. You can never mend the broken hearts again. All that you may say or do will be in vain. For the sound of children’s tears will be ringing in your ears. Even flowers in your land will cease to grow, and so you will fall just as the proud have always fallen for the hand of God has will’d it so. You will live to see the day when the world will turn away, and refuse to clasp your people by the hand, alone you’ll stand. Just a place of desolation, you’ll be scorn’d by ev’ry nation, Germany you’ll soon be no man’s land. War has been your one ambition, Germany. War and Kultur so you set your legions free. Violating Belgium’s sod, Breaking laws of man and God, Yet you still live on, how patient God must be. But the world will not forgive, will not forget, and you’ll pay each single farthing of your debt.
Repository
University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign. Sousa Archives and Center for American Music
Rights
No Copyright - United States
Original Location
Series 2, Box 14, Folder 10
Record Series 12/9/96
Local Identifier
2014_12996_149
Collection Title
James Edward Myers Sheet Music Collection, 1836-1986
Bitter days for you are coming, Germany. Bitter days that you’ll regret you’ve liv’d to see. For the wrongs that you have done will be righted one by one, and the price you’ll pay a heavy one will be. You can never mend the broken hearts again. All that you may say or do will be in vain. For the sound of children’s tears will be ringing in your ears. Even flowers in your land will cease to grow, and so you will fall just as the proud have always fallen for the hand of God has will’d it so. You will live to see the day when the world will turn away, and refuse to clasp your people by the hand, alone you’ll stand. Just a place of desolation, you’ll be scorn’d by ev’ry nation, Germany you’ll soon be no man’s land. War has been your one ambition, Germany. War and Kultur so you set your legions free. Violating Belgium’s sod, Breaking laws of man and God, Yet you still live on, how patient God must be. But the world will not forgive, will not forget, and you’ll pay each single farthing of your debt.
Repository
University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign. Sousa Archives and Center for American Music
Rights
No Copyright - United States
Original Location
Series 2, Box 14, Folder 10
Record Series 12/9/96
Local Identifier
2014_12996_149
Collection Title
James Edward Myers Sheet Music Collection, 1836-1986