The county doesn't care about me.

1. The county doesn't pity me, ; I've already done a great mischief in the wilderness. ; I stole the sheep, I killed the bacs, ; And the bacsone too. ; ; 2. My wife, who's out of the house, ; Because I'm just coming from the tavern. ; My wife, my children, all my cart is full of blood, ; My wife, who's out of the house. ; ; 3. My wife, give me a kreuzár, ; Let me drink a little pálinka. ; My wife, my children, all my cart is full of blood, ; My wife, who's out of the house.