Alpine Lawine - Alpine Avalanche
H. v. Goisern / W. Staribacher

Alpen glow in the tram
Edelweiss joy and yodler delusion
A loud green waistcoat
Embroidered with a black chamois

You're dreaming of old legends again
Very healthy mountain folk with sexy calves
Fresh blood for the urbane decadence
Summit stormer without consequence

Alpine Avalanche, Alpine Avalanche
It rolls up
Alpine Avalanche, Alpine Avalanche
It rolls up
And nothing stops it

It cannot be, what it just wants to be
A mountain is a mountain still
How do you do with the wellington boot?
I hit you with the Goisera

Alpine Avalanche, Alpine Avalanche
It rolls up
Alpine Avalanche, Alpine Avalanche
It rolls up
And nothing stops it

(It's coming down - watch out!)

Me No Got No
H. v. Goisern / W. Staribacher

Me no got no shoes
Poor man!
Me no got no socks
Poor man!
Me no got no woman
Poor man!
Me no got no house
Poor man!

But I am still a lucky man
Cause I don't really give a damn
Oh my this long walk, oh my soon
the summit must come into view

Me no got no electricity
Poor man!
Me no got no washing machine
Poor man!
Me no got no telephone
Poor man!
Me no got no synthesizer
Poor man!

But I am still a lucky man
Cause I don't really give a damn
Oh my this long walk, oh my soon
the summit must come into view

Gern Hab' Ich Die Frauen Geküsst - I Liked To Kiss The Women
(from Lehar's Operetta Paganini) Lehar / Knopler / Jenbach / Welleminsky

I know the true sin of fervour
I know how often falseness hurts too
I think back with laughter and tears
and look for fortune in intoxication, in exchange

I liked to kiss the women
never asked whether it was allowed
thought to myself
take them
just kiss them
that's why they're here

I liked to kiss the women
never asked whether it was allowed
thought to myself
take them
just kiss them
that's why they're here

I never took love seriously
I kissed passionately
but I was never very faithful
came as a man
suited me well
and didn't keep anyone too long either

I liked to kiss the women
never asked whether it was allowed
thought to myself
take them
just kiss them
that's why they're here

Get Up Dancing
H. v. Goisern / W. Staribacher

The time has come
the time is really ripe again
and I just can't stand it anymore
I get into the train
towards the countryside
'cause I'm fed up with the city

All day long
and the whole night
I just can't rest.
Everybody is constantly talking,
everything is always a confusion
and no one's listening anymore.

the lady looks charming though
and the gentlemen kisses her hand
all the time stylish
and terribly chic
but underneath they are rotten
and often already dead
so hurray for brass music!

It makes you Get Up,
Get Up Dancing
It makes you move your feet
It makes me Get Up,
Get Up Dancing
And I can feel the beat

I like Wagner
but I think Mozart's cool too
and I can't do without Strauß
Herbert von Karajan
I like a lot too
But the whole ado all around is disgusting

the lady looks charming though
and the gentlemen kisses her hand
all the time stylish
and terribly chic
but underneath they are rotten
and often already dead
so hurray for brass music!

It makes you Get Up,
Get Up Dancing
It makes you move your feet
It makes me Get Up,
Get Up Dancing
And I can feel the beat

Kren und Speck - Horseradish and Bacon
H. v. Goisern / W. Staribacher

Horseradish and bacon and stormy weather
a glass of schnapps and a ring of sausage
the waitress has quite a cleavage
and a half for my thirst

Spaghetti ca-ca-ca-ca carbonara
French ca-ca-ca-ca Camenbert
Chicken nuggets, mustard and ketchup mac mac mac Donald's
Sausage and bean sprouts please

Koa Hiatamadl - Shepherd Girls
H. v. Goisern / W. Staribacher

Oh my, oh my
When I look at a girl
Then I know for sure
That she's got to be round
And a bit tasty
oh my

My, oh my,
Most of the girls are beanpoles
scrawny and scraggy as you like it
My, oh my,
I could never have one like that

I don't like a shepherd girl
(she) doesn't have fat legs
I like a girl from the city
Who has fat legs

My, oh my
Moni with the red hair
is prettier now than last year
Has just
Not little on the scales

My, oh my
I know Ann-Marie already
and would rather run away from her.
There's nothing on her
Not behind and not from the front

I don't like a shepherd girl
(she) doesn't have fat legs
I like a girl from the city
Who has fat legs

Beautiful are the country dances
Beautiful are the alpine wreaths
Up on your hat
When the accordion plays beautifully

Wildschütz Räp - Poacher Rap
H. v. Goisern

On a beautiful Sunday very early in the morning
The poacher ties his coarsely-sewn shoes
He goes up the mountain with his old Waffenrad
Because a mountain bike is only for a weak calf

A few hours later the hunter is drinking his coffee
Suddenly there is a bang up in the heights
Reserl says: "Franz don't put up with this
Everybody who shoots in our mountains must pay"

Holladjauridladi, Holladjauridladi
Holladjauridladi, Holladjauridla
Holladjauridladleidiadjeidiadjauridiridldüå

Franz, not being a boring man climbs up the wall
and finds the poacher with a knife in his hand
He shot a chamois, that is not allowed
This baby does not even have a driver's licence

He shouts at him: "It is over with you
Because I am the hunter and the chamois is mine
I am the sheriff, I am the forester
But into the heavens you go first

Do what I tell you boy, keep silent
You wouldn't be the first one to fall down
Put on your hat, throw down your rifle
Now nothing will ever help you"

Holladjauridladi, Holladjauridladi
Holladjauridladi, Holladjauridla
Holladjauridladleidiadjeidiadjauridiridldüå

There's lightning and thunder, it rattles and bangs
You hear how the poacher laughs
There he's gone, there flies a stone
And hits the hunter's shin bone

But once I have him, he won't escape me
But once I have him, he won't escape me
But once I have him, he won't escape me
He won't escape me

What a real poacher is, he has hunting in his blood
His place is up in the mountain and his hat is dashing

Down in the valley there's a cow
but unfortunately the boy's just drinking hard
And after a few schnapps and after a few beers
He suddenly sees two cows.

Holladjauridladi, Holladjauridladi
Holladjauridladi, Holladjauridla
Holladjauridladleidiadjeidiadjauridiridldüå

Heast as nit - Can't you hear
H. v. Goisern / W. Staribacher

Can't you hear
how the time flies
Huidiei jodleiri Huidiridi

Just yesterday
People talked very differently
Huidiei jodleiridldüeiouri

The young have become old
and the old have died
Duliei, Jodleiridldudieiouri

And yesterday has become today
and today is soon tomorrow
Huidiei jodleiri huidiridi

Can't you hear
Can't you hear
Huideridiri
Hollareiridiridldoueio hållouri

Can't you hear, how the time flies
Can't you hear, how the time flies

Ich brauche keine $ - I don't need any $
H. v. Goisern / W. Staribacher

At early dawn
the first siskin sings
And I'm overjoyed
that the week is beginning
Because work is fun for me
much more fun than anything else

I need stress and action
Adrenalin in my blood
At bluffing and poker
I'm unbelievably good

Ah, how great that everyone knows
my name

Every year I buy myself
a new cabriolet
My girlfriend is a model
and made of snow
Ah, how great that everyone knows
my name

I don't need any dollars!
I count in Marks
80 million
like Hans Alber so strong
I have women, I have money
wonderful world

I am strong and I am handsome
From Berlin to Vienna

I have my own tricks
Hollareduliä!

Kurt Gib Nicht Auf - Kurt, Don't Give Up
H. v. Goisern / W. Staribacher

Up on my mountain peak
I've been sitting now for a few years
the fog brightens
and it's suddenly crystal clear to me

The madness only increases
and the problems get bigger
yes, even the chamois are stressed
and become more nervous from day to day

In my head dance
loud little dwarves
and all my friends
are long gone over the mountain

But as I sit and stare
on this bare cliff
Like Mohammed I hear
a voice clearly above me

Kurt don't give up
when things don't go right
Just don't give up
You'll survive

Kurt don't give up
sit with us and drink
The world looks to you
you're a hero - yeah, yeah
the world looks to you
you're a hero

A week ago
it was the middle of the night
in my bed
I woke drenched in sweat

There was a terrible rattling
I thought "you're nuts"
before me stood a man
"Presenting Lucifer"

Flabberghasted and dazed
I began to stutter
"The fridge with the beer
is over th-th-there"

But the Devil doesn't care
He wants my blood for his thirst
and shows me his fangs
yodelling began inside me

Kurt don't give up
when things don't go right
Just don't give up
You'll survive

Kurt don't give up
sit with us and drink
The world looks to you
you're a hero - yeah, yeah
the world looks to you
you're a hero

Sepp Bleib Do - Joe Stay Here
H. v. Goisern / W. Staribacher

Gold, platinum and diamond
burning hot desert sand
in the foreign legion
they don't need religion

Communists, Hindus
Moslems or Christians
Each one gets to the kingdom of Heaven
when we're in, we're all the same

Sepp stay here
You're terribly tired
and don't know what the weather will do
Sepp stay here
They'll strangle you there
Stay here

Perestroika, Gorbachev
Soviet Russia, Mazeltov
Everyone should wear a Rolex
and have something to eat at last

Michael Jackson, Coca Cola
and Ivan feels better
schapps and whisky on the shelf
free choice

Sepp stay here
You're terribly tired
and don't know what the weather will do
Sepp stay here
They'll strangle you there
Stay here

Weit, Weit Weg - Far, Far Away
H. v. Goisern

The days are shorter now
and leaves are falling from the trees
and on the pasture, there's already snow

A cold wind blows from the mountains
the sun has already set
and I would like to have you near me

You're now so far, far away
so far, far away from me
It hurts me and how

You were like the summer wind
blowing through my hair
like a warm rain on the skin

I still smell your wet hair
I still feel your hand on my face
and how you look deep into my eyes

You're now so far, far away
so far, far away from me
It hurts me and how

Now it's nearly a month since
we held each other
and sank into each other's arms

Sometimes it seems like yesterday to me
and sometimes like an eternity
and sometimes I worry it was a dream

You're now so far, far away
so far, far away from me
It hurts me and how

Iawaramoi - Sometimes
H. v. Goisern

Boys stand together in a circle
I'll tell you what I know
Light up a pipe
Those who can smoke it

in the paper you can read what's happened
but whether or not it's true, is not certain
because everyone lies nowadays
and he who doesn't lie is the most stupid
a boy kills his father and his mother too
and a sister strangles her brother
Serbs and Croats are shooting again
I mean, I can't take it any more, I drink and drink

in a pub Haider nags like a preacher
against those lazy-bones and those fare dodgers
Communist and the whole pack
he tells those people, that's class
while the ex-Goiserer scolds so beautifully
a thousand people are dying down in Africa
but we have enough to eat and drink
let's make sure it stays this way and let's close the hut

sometimes one guy stands up and says i don't give a shit
i've had enough now, I want my peace; and
sometimes he takes his gun and says to somebody:
come here you fool, I'll blow you out of your shoes!
sometimes a bomb flies from the right side
these are times when everybody's fighting
sometimes my boy then asks me:
hey father, just tell me
who are the stupid, who are the smart?

whether Croats or Serbs
all must die
whether Croat or Serb
it's a pity about each one

Goassbeitl-Bauernbuam - Goat's Balls-Farmer Boys
Trad. / H. v. Goisern

a semolina dumpling and a liver dumpling
didn't get on at all
the semolina dumpling hit the liver dumpling
off the edge of the stove

a brand new dance floor
a screaming high violin
a raspberry-blackberry-elderberry pudding
soon the sun shines, you must often mow the hay

a hip-hop heaven chick, ankle flappers
a gleaming, blue-green shining bloodshot nose
a great big huge hole in the shirt
on sunday joe was on tenterhooks
a migrant bird flock on a pear tree blooming
a strange, hideous, beautiful bunch of hair
a 5/4 inch thick double dowel tin lid
that slang has to be forbidden!

you goat's ball-farmer boys have no cream
and you can't stir it
and because you don't have a handsome labourer
that's why no girl will stay

Spinni
H. v. Goisern

am I mad or am I dreaming
hey, what's up with you?
do you think I'm stupid
hey, how are you speaking to me?
perhaps you have a beautiful villa
and a red BMW
but I still don't like
your dirty tricks, hey hey

you're not cold, you're not warm
you always turn with the wind
and if you don't like something
they always hear about it behind their backs
you have no pride, you have no shame
you never go to the centre, never to the edge
and everything you give
is your very weak hand

do you understand, do you know what I mean
a mountain is nothing but a great big stone
but up on the peak, that's what I always say
is much more beautiful than down in the valley

do I stay or do I go
tell me
someone where to go
Rome or Paris
or perhaps even to Berlin
San Francisco, Moscow, Cairo
it's all too far for me
all this flying around
costs me my time

do you understand ...

such an idiot!

Goisern
Music: Hoagy Carmichael, Text: Stuart Gorrell / German text: H. v. Goisern

goisern, goisern
it's a shame
every time I must return to you
otherwise I can't take it
no, otherwise I can't take it

goisern, goisern
you give no peace
your mountains and your meadows
they simply belong
to me

somewhere else
is often enjoyable for me
but then quite unexpectedly
something suddenly stirs in me
and back, back I must come to you

goisern, goisern
I like you
and I also like your simple
and old-fashioned
jodl-ei-ti

Kokain-Blues - Cocaine Blues
Music: Rev. Gary Davis / German text: H. v. Goisern

Recently I was down with the doctor in the hospital
he looked briefly up my nose and said: very fatal
because the way I see it, you're a real snowman!

You take Mizzi and I Marie
I never notice the difference
after a pinch, each is right

You go to heaven and I go to hell
and when we're back again
then we'll quickly take
just a pinch, just a pinch of snow

hey mama come over to me, I'm so stoned
and can't find the door to go outside anymore
I've got cocaine in my brain

Recently in the morning, I crawled out of my bed
I looked briefly in the mirror and my nose was gone
from one pinch, from one alone this doesn't happen

I've got cocaine in my brain...
in the meadow lies fresh snow
hollaredldudié, so beautiful

Landlertanz - Country dance
H. v. Goisern

Peppi sets off
and goes to San Francisco
where he gives a lecture in a psychodelic disco
everybody's talking 'bout the big motherfucker
tell me is it really true
it can't go on like this
with this inbreeding, this is clear
any idiot can rap
he says to the dj
we'll sing you a country dance
you can feel in your balls

not everyone can dance a country dance
I can't myself, but my brothers do it well

he barges through to Africa
to a jungle tribe
there he asks quite cavalierly
of the first black man
hey, where do you meet
hey, where do you gather
you know what I mean
with dancing and drumming
I want a bit of action
replies the proud fighter: those times have gone
you've come too late with your aviator

you were there yesterday and again today
if you come every day, you'll get on my nerves
the preacher cries out and enjoys it so
and the verger sings 'til the snot runs!

he thinks to himself, those who don't want to
you can't force them
perhaps in Japan I'll find someone
for clapping and singing
but as the devil wants it
they sing really fast
but unfortunately only ever
something from sound of music

not everyone can dance a country dance
I can't myself, but my brothers do it well

Goisern lies in a valley, that's what I always say
there's beautiful girls there, that's where I want to be

up and up in the Traun bounce the stones
and not one street urchin does anything to me

Country dance-like, Pinzgau-like, hugging, as soon as it's dark,
if only it was dark soon, so nobody could see us

soon we must sit together, there'll be thunder and lightning,
we must stick together too, otherwise the revelry will come to an end

Gott Erhalts
Music: Josef Haydn / Text: H. v. Goisern (under the idiom of the quotation "God preserve, God protect")

god preserve, god protect
our dream of the kingdom of heaven
pippi longstocking, wurstelprater,
each goldfish his pond

god preserve, god protect
the whole flock of birds for us
police and fraudsters
daisies wonderful!

god preserve, god protect
our country and our living
our priests and our popes
and above all the sins
rather home in the kingdom
heavenwards on the way of the cross
than eternally with the fools
just always going round in circles

god preserve, god protect
our kaiser, our Franz
Schubert, Klammer, Beckenbauer
god protect the birdie dance
but morals don't protect us
and neither does civic duty
we'd rather have beer and schmaltz
and god preserve our salt
god preserve our salt, god preserve our salt
god preserve our salt

Wieder Hoam - Home Again
H. v. Goisern

when the sun sets behind the trees
and around the world slowly quietens
up in the sky above me
stars light up as brightly as your eyes

when in the night my thoughts become pictures
which blow like the wind over the schneeberg
when the mist shifts in the valley
when a bird flies over the lake
and slowly draws over

then I want to be home again at last
want to go to my boy, to my little girl
want to feel your hand on me

Ganz Alloan - All Alone
Music: Telonius Monk, Text: H. v. Goisern

I'm all alone, know what I mean
just me and my accordion

all around me just meadow and sun
and half a litre of schnapps

I drink, I quite simply drink and drink
yeah, I drink and drink

'cause up on the pasture, with the cows and calves
I'll tell you something, there's the blues

the girl is gone, I'm not doing well
listen, I'll shoot myself right now

but the bullet flies past my head
flies right past

Oben und Unten - Up and Down
H. v. Goisern

soon you're up and soon you're down
soon you're lost and soon you're found
soon your someone and soon you're nothing -
and then the dogs get you

soon you've a penny, soon you've a pound
and immediately you're in debt again
the wheel keeps turning
but you seldom get any smarter

but as long as the music keeps playing
and the jug's full of beer
let's stay sitting a while
and sometimes we'll shout with delight

whether you push or pull
or must pray or lie down
soon you must eat, soon you must drink
soon nothing goes, soon everything goes

are you an ox or a cow
are you a man or a woman
are you a woman or a man
everybody gets whipped at some point

but as long as the music keeps playing
and the jug's full of beer
let's stay sitting a while
and sometimes we'll shout with delight

but as long as ...

Schleiniger
Trad., H. v. Goisern / R. Stranzinger / S. Engel / W. Maier

a schleiniger, a schleiniger, a schleiniger must be
so no stupid hunter boy dances in

I'll throw my hat in the river and jump in myself
because my old sweetheart doesn't love me anymore

hop hop hop hop hop hop today's there no sin
and I've looked in the calendar and today the wind's blowing