The Old Revolution

When they poured across the border

I was cautioned to surrender,

This I could not do;

I took my gun and vanished.



I have changed my name so often,

I've lost my wife and children

But I have many friends,

And some of them are with me.



An old woman gave us shelter,

Kept us hidden in the garret,

Then the soldiers came;

She died without a whisper.



There were three of us this morning

I'm the only one this evening

But I must go on;

The frontiers are my prison.



Oh, the wind, the wind is blowing,

Through the graves the wind is blowing,

Freedom soon will come;

Then we'll come from the shadows.



Les Allemands e'taient chez moi,

Ils me dirent, "Signe toi,"

Mais je n'ai pas peur;

J'ai repris mon arme.



J'ai change' cent fois de nom,

J'ai perdu femme et enfants

Mais j'ai tant d'amis;

J'ai la France entie're.



Un vieil homme dans un grenier

Pour la nuit nous a cache',

Les Allemands l'ont pris;

Il est mort sans surprise.



Oh, the wind, the wind is blowing,

Through the graves the wind is blowing,

Freedom soon will come;

Then we'll come from the shadows.