I Love Louisa

How I love a glass of beer (More beer) Beer goes very good with beer (More beer) When I'm drinking beer I'm thinking, ach life is beer But there's someone I love even more than beer I love Louisa, Louisa loves me When we rode on the merry-go-round I kissed Louisa and then Louisa, Louisa kissed me We were so happy, so happy and free Ach, ach, Madchen, beautiful Louisa Ach, when I choose them, I never want to lose them Someday Louisa, Louisa will be More than just a Fraulein to me A Frenchman loves a glass of vine (More beer) The English think the whiskey's fine (More beer) And when I comb off, all the foam off I drink a toast To the Germans and the Madchen, I loved most Ich liebe Louisa, Louisa liebt mich Als wir fuhren auf dem Wege Ich kusste Louisa und dann Louisa, Louisa kusste mich Wir waren sehr glucklich, so glucklich und frei Ach, ach, Madchen, beautiful Louisa Ach when I choose them, I never want to lose them Someday Louisa, Louisa will be More as just a Fraulein to me