Английская Википедия:Hunting the Hun

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"Hunting the Hun" is the name of a war song that was popular during World War I. It was performed by Arthur Fields, music by Archie Gottler and words by Howard E. Rogers. It was published by Kalmar Puck & Abrahams in New York in 1918.

"Hun" was a wartime dysphemism meaning "German".

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Шаблон:Move to Wikisource <poem> Hunting The Hun

Over in France there's a game that's played By all the soldier boys in each brigade It's called Hunting the Hun This is how it is done!

First you go get a gun Then you look for a Hun Then you start on the run for the son of a gun You can capture them with ease All you need is just a little Limburger cheese Give 'em one little smell They come out with a yell Then your work is done When they start to advance Shoot 'em in the pants That's the game called Hunting the Hun!

First you go get a gun Then you look for a Hun Then you start on the run for the son of a gun You can capture them with ease All you need is just a little Limburger cheese Give 'em one little smell They come out with a yell Then your work is done When they start to advance Shoot 'em in the pants That's the game called Hunting the Hun!

I met a soldier and he told me It's just the latest thing across the sea It's the game that is new They're all doing it too!

First you go get a gun Then you look for a Hun Then you start on the run for the son of a gun You can capture them with ease All you need is just a little Limburger cheese Give 'em one little smell They come out with a yell Then your work is done When they start to advance Shoot 'em in the pants That's the game called Hunting the Hun!

First you go get a gun Then you look for a Hun Then you start on the run for the son of a gun If you want to bring them out Offer them a little bit of hot sauerkraut They come over the top with a pip and a hop Then your work is done When they stop in to eat Cut off their retreat That's the game called Hunting the Hun!

First you go get a gun Then you look for a Hun Then you start on the run for the son of a gun You can always make them pain Let them know there's going to be a pinochle game They come over the top with a pip and a hop Then your work is done When they first show their face Crump 'em with a mace That's the game called Hunting the Hun! </poem>

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