The forty-six band sounds great.
Song
1. The band of forty-six sings beautifully, ; Old bucks march on it. ; They march to a foreign land, ; To the wide border of Great Bohemia. ; ; 2. Oh, my God, how must one get used to it, ; How must I love the Czech girl. ; When I hug her, my arms tremble, ; When I kiss her, my eyes tear.