I have cowboy boots - and I play guitar
You might think none's tougher me so far
but I admit, I'm soft as ripest fruits
My woman, yes, she wears the army boots

I heard Caroline has left, she said
she had joined the army and she left me as her maid
I blame you, Madam Elisabeth Rehn -
my woman is a lifer - oi vey!

I clean the house - and I bake the buns
and making lace - is my word for fun
Your brutal voice is like squeezing of the balls
when you drill recruits - and then I recall:

I heard Caroline has left, she said
she had joined the army and she left me as her maid
I blame you, Madam Elisabeth Rehn -
my woman is a lifer - oi vey!

I heard Caroline has left, she said
she had joined the army and she left me as her maid
I blame you, Madam Elisabeth Rehn -
my woman is a lifer - oi vey!

[strict woman's voice]
Attention! Eyes right! Attention! Eyes left!
Your voice is like knife which leaves male soul cleft!

I wash the laundry, the dishes all I do
I change the diapers of our twins, that's true
You come back home at six o'clock and yell -
"Where is my dinner? Now will you tell!"

I heard Caroline has left, she said
she had joined the army and she left me as her maid
I heard Caroline has left, she said
she had joined the army and she left me as her maid
I blame you, Madam Elisabeth Rehn -
my woman is a lifer - oi vey!