Im Tiroler Wirtshaus
At the Tyrolean Inn
Britting
First, cock-a-doodle-do
As the cockerel in the dew
Makes his early morning call
By the yard pump waterfall.
Next, what cows do;
The organ-drone soaring,
Brown-roaring, shaking-the-flooring,
Meadow-flowery moo.
Then doors open and slam to.
Then, light; the first trace
Sprayed straight in my face.
In a flash, up I flew
From deep in my white 'n red check feather-bed
Deep into each black hobnail shoe.
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