.Unser Vater holte in der Nacht in gröÃter Not
Unser täglich Brot aus dem königlichen Wald
Und nach einer Dieberei
Schlug man ihn tot
Unsere Mutter fand das Diebesgut
Und fuhr gen München hin, nur noch Geld im Sinn
Wegen dieser Hehlerei zog sie in das Zuchth.
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