Friday Dachshund Singalong: Wenn ich mit meinem Dackel

Thank Dog It's Friday!  We love to sing - in any language - especially songs about Dachshunds!   Here the incomparable André Rieu & the Johann Strauss Orchestra perform with Karl Moik and 'Grizzly' the Dachshund at Schönbrunn Palace, Vienna in July 2006.  Via youtuber MartyMcFly33.

Here are the lyrics very loosely translated:

Have you seen my Dachshund yet?
Seen him yet? No, not yet?
He is clever and he is beautiful,
so very clever, so very beautiful
but only when you see us together
will you understand . . .

When I return with my Dachshund
from Grinzing home, I waddle
then people will say
"just look at that clever beast"
and I'll ask you who do they talk about –
not me? surely not me?

I just couldn't carry my Dachshund,
the short-legged thing
sweet like a bunch of flowers;
because if the pub is open really late
who should take me home?
My Dachshund, my Dachshund,
yes, my Dachshund'll take me home.

Just a little while ago, we went out,
when he had to go, I had to stop
when a Dachshund girl spotted him.
she came over straight away,
buttered him up
and lost her little heart to him .
oh yes, I can understand that . . .

When I return with my Dachshund
from Grinzing home, I waddle
then people will say
"just look at that clever beast"
and I'll ask you who do they talk about –
not me? surely not me?

I just couldn't carry my Dachshund,
the short-legged thing
sweet like a bunch of flowers;
because if the pub is open really late
who should take me home?
My Dachshund, my Dachshund,
yes, my Dachshund'll take me home.

We've been to see his doctor,
my dog and I, wanted to have him
checked out "believe me,
Dachshund is fine and round and really healthy
so I ask him "Dachshund, want a wife?"
and he said "yes, yes, woof, woof"

When I return with my Dachshund
from Grinzing home, I waddle
then people will say
"just look at that clever beast"
and I'll ask you who do they talk about –
not me? surely not me?

I just couldn't carry my Dachshund,
the short-legged thing
sweet like a bunch of flowers;
because if the pub is open really late
who should take me home?
My Dachshund, my Dachshund,
yes, my Dachshund'll take me home.