Leg Die Knarre Weg

He came home from a battle from some war
The world looked completely different than before the great victory
There was no goal ahead there was no purpose
And someone said man
Now put the gun away
Come on, put the gun down
Come on, put the gun down

The cards do not trump any other card in the game, there is no trump
And when he talks to people, nobody listens to him
But someone who can shoot like that comes from the dirt
Then the inner voice says man
Now put the gun away
Come on, put the gun down
Come on, put the gun down

The ship on which he took his wages did not come home for years
And what the crew got in rum the captain drank
Then he shouted, Look at him
I'll shoot that guy off the deck
The cook said laughingly, man
Just leave the gun alone
Come on, put the gun down
Come on, put the gun down

In the camp on the river at Golden Hill it was as it was again
And someone said: Oops Bill, here you shoot when there is danger
Then he laughed and said I don't want a comeback
I'm just telling you one thing, man
Put the gun down quickly
Come on, put the gun down
Come on, put the gun down

So a life passed quietly in which so much had been put
It was without purpose and meaning but completely correct
And when someone asked, Tell me how do you get through this dirt
Then he said to him smiling he never
So put the gun away
Come on, put the gun down
Come on, put the gun down