My Sweet Kathleen

She was a beauty my sweet Kathleen With auburn hair and eyes of emerald green I can see her there waiting for me Back at our home in Kentucky She didn’t want me to go that day She cried so when she saw me dressed in gray I kissed her and said goodbye Telling her I’d be back and not to cry Through every battle her face was in front of me Kept me going for I knew she was home waiting for me I did come back a broken man Weary and wounded with only one leg I can now stand I’m not the man I used to be I wondered if she still would love me I stepped off the train and the first face I see Was my sweet Kathleen waving and running to me No longer do I feel like half a man With my sweet Kathleen by my side it is proud I stand