In the year eighteen hundred and forty-eight

1. In the year 1848; The Lord God looked down upon the earth, ; He looked around at this wide world, ; How the poor Hungarian hussars were fighting. ; ; 2. My little grey horse has shiny horseshoes, ; The innkeeper's wife's innkeeper's hat is delicate, ; She combs her disheveled hair over her shoulders, ; She ties a beautiful six-pointed scarf around her neck. ; ; 3. My little grey horse is used to it, ; It runs more hungry than full, ; Yet it stops at every tavern, ; While its master goes in for a glass of wine.