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 SOLDIER, SOLDIER

, soldier, come from the wars,

Why don't you march with my true love?"

"We're fresh from off the ship an' 'e's maybe give the slip,

An' you'd best go look for a new love."

New love! True love!

Best go look for a new love,

The dead they cannot rise, an' you'd better dry your eyes,

An' you'd best go look for a new love.

"Soldier, Soldier, come from the wars,

What did you see o' my true love?"

"I seed 'im serve the Queen in a suit o' rifle-green,

An' you'd best go look for a new love."

"Soldier, soldier, come from the wars,

Did ye see no more o' my true love?"