All the guns are silent on the Western wall And we clean the rifles that we never use at all And we're writing letters just to pass the time And the days go by on the Siegfried Line.
Oh they say the English have given up the war And we've heard the Russians won't last through '44 But a long-time soldier has an open mind And a man grows old on the Siegfried Line.
Soon, soon, they say the war will be over Home, home, we will be home in the summer
We light the campfire and we drink the beer And we know the flag we fly must last a thousand years And we eat Dutch chocolate and we drink french wine And they feed us well on the Siegfried Line.
Soon, soon, they say the war will be over Home, home, we will be home in the summer