And in America the decent Germans, the ones who were as filled with horror when the Lusitania was sunk as were any other decent bodies, were anxious to do all they could to show that they stood with the land of their adoption.
I visited many an American army camp.

I've sung for the American soldiers, as well as the British, in America, and in France as well.
And I've never seen an American regiment yet that did not have on its muster rolls many and many a German name.

They did well, those American laddies wi' the German names.

They were heroes like the rest.
It's a strange thing, the way it fell to ma lot tae speak sae much as I did during the war.

I canna quite believe yet that I was as usefu' as my friends ha' told me I was.