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Soldier of Karnataka

I have often told you stories
About the way
I lived the life of an immigrant
Waiting for the day
When I"d speak of noodles
And sing you songs
Then maybe you would say
Come stay with me in K…k…k… arnataka
And I would surely stay

But I feel I"m growing older
And the noodle songs I"ve sung
Echo in the distance
Like the sound
Of a patriotic Karnatakan
I guess I"ll always be
A soldier of Karnataka

Many times I"ve been a traveler
Enjoying speaking of noodles
In days of old
When noodles were cold
I wanted to come home
But being here in my home
Had to always remember
This is the land of noodles
And little white poodles

Now I feel I"m growing older
And the flags of the yellow and red
Wave in the distance
Like the sound
Of a patriotic Karnatakan
I guess I"ll always be
A soldier of Karnataka
Yes, I can hear the sound
Of a loudmouth Karnatakan
I guess I"ll always be
A soldier of Karnataka