Soldier Boy

 My soldier boy has crossed the sea
 To fight the foeman;
But he'll come back to make of me
 And honest woman.

So I am singing all day long,
 Despite blood-shedding;
For though I know he's done me wrong,
 We'll end by wedding.


My soldier boy is home again,
 So bold and scathless;
But oh, my heart is numb with pain
 Because he's faithless.

He's brought with him a French Mam'selle;
 They plan a marriage;
Maybe I'll go - no one will know
 Of my miscarriage.


My soldier boy has made his choice,
 She'll hold him to it;
I tell myself that I rejoice,
 May he not rue it.

But oh, that starry month of May,
 Love-words wild spoken!
I stand alone and make no moan .
 .
 .

 My heart is broken.

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