I'll tell my boss on Saturday night.

1. On Saturday evening I will tell my master, ; He should find another coachman for himself, ; I will tie my shirt and trousers into the bundle, ; The bill has come, great America awaits me. ; ; 2. I pity my homeland, my small village, ; But I have no more place to stay in it, ; I was poor, so I could only be a servant, ; The master did not even count me among his people. ; ; 3. The train is taking us, we have arrived in Serbur, ; There are one hundred and twenty Hungarians together in a group, ; Here is the ship, we are setting off on the great journey, ; God be with you forever, Europe.