Lost in the middle of nowhere
Wildflecken is the spot
In the land that God forgot
Here with the snow and the blizzards
Here where a man gets blue
Here in the middle of nowhere
Five thousand miles from you
We sweat, we freeze, we shiver
It's more than a man can stand
And we aren't even convicts
We're defenders of our land
We're members of the Army
Earning our measley pay
Guarding those with millions
For two and a half a day
Staying with our memories
Waiting to see our gals
Hoping while we're in the Army
They don't marry our 4F pals
Few people know we're living
No one gives a damn
Though we may be forgotten
We're bound to Uncle Sam
But when we get to heaven
You'll hear St. Peter yell
Fall Out!, you men of Wildflecken
You've spent your time in Hell
