When your bombs are gone
And the course your're on
Promises a view of Dover
You'll get a surprise
When you realize
"For You Der Var ist Over"

When your chute slaps your back
With a jerk and a smack
As you light on the verdant clover
You feel with dismay
That starting this day
"For You Der Var ist Over"

As you march thru town
With an uneasy frown
Cause the guard has folks in Hanover
You get the idea
That in this area
"For You Der Var Ist Over"

When the harmless Flak
Breaks your "Libs" back
No longer a skyward rover
And you’re hearing them say
In their guttural way
"For You Der Var ist Over"

Then when you're a Kriegie
And no longer free
When you would like to be a rover
You look for the date
When they will open the gate
And the damn Var ist Really Over!