Ein Heller und ein Batzen
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"Ein Heller und ein Batzen", also known by its chorus of "Heidi, heido, heida",[1] (with all three words being modifications of the name Adelheid)[2] is a German folk song. Written by Albert von Schlippenbach in the 1820s as a student drinking song, it later became a popular marching song in the Wehrmacht during the Second World War.[3][4]
Franz Theodor Kugler set Schlippenbach's poem as a commercium song in 1830.[5] While the poem was published in several collections, Kugler's melody did not receive popular success. Gottfried Wilhelm Fink wrote a new melody in 1853[6] This version was also published in Franz Magnus Böhme's Volksthümliche Lieder der Deutschen im 18. und 19. Jahrhundert[7] and the Allgemeines Deutsches Kommersbuch[8] The only melody used now appeared in the 20th century and was popular in the Wandervogel movement. This version was also published in the 1938 Neues Soldaten-Liederbuch [New soldiers' songbook].[9]
The words heller and batzen refer to two Swiss/southern German coins, similar to penny and threepence.
Lyrics
Ein Heller und ein Batzen,
die waren beide mein,
der Heller ward zu Wasser,
der Batzen ward zu Wein.
Refrain:
𝄆 Heidi, heido, heida, 𝄇
heidi, heido, heida, la la la la la la la,
𝄆 Heidi, heido, heida, 𝄇 (3×)
Die Wirtsleut und die Mädel,
die rufen beid: Oh weh!
Die Wirtsleut, wenn ich komme,
die Mädel, wenn ich geh.
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Meine Strümpfe sind zerrissen,
meine Stiefel sind entzwei,
und draußen auf der Heide,
da singt der Vogel frei.
Refrain
Und gäb's kein Landstraß nirgends,
da säß ich still zu Haus,
und gäb's kein Loch im Fasse,
da tränk ich gar nicht draus.
Refrain
War das 'ne große Freude,
als ihn der Herrgott schuf;
ein Kerl, wie Samt und Seide,
nur schade, daß er suff.
Refrain
A heller and a batzen,
they were both mine,
the heller went for water,
the batzen went for wine.
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The innkeepers and the girls,
both shout: Oh no!
The innkeepers when I come,
the girls when I leave.
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My socks are ripped,
my boots have come apart,
and out in the brush
the bird sings freely.
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And were there no country roads,
I'd be sitting quietly at home,
and were there no hole in the barrel,
I wouldn't be drinking from it.
Refrain
Wasn't it a great joy
when the Lord God created him,
a guy like velvet and silk;
just a pity that he drank.
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Melody
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