SOLDIER, SOLDIER
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‘Soldier, soldier, come from the wars,
O then I know it’s true I’ve lost my true love!’
‘An’ I tell you truth again—when you’ve lost the feel o’ pain
You’d best take me for your true love.’
O then I know it’s true I’ve lost my true love!’
‘An’ I tell you truth again—when you’ve lost the feel o’ pain
You’d best take me for your true love.’
True love! New love!
Best take ’im for a new love.
The dead they cannot rise, an’ you’d better dry your eyes, —
An’ you’d best take ’im for your true love.
Best take ’im for a new love.
The dead they cannot rise, an’ you’d better dry your eyes, —
An’ you’d best take ’im for your true love.
