Gone for Soldier Songtext
von American Patchwork Quartet

Here I sit on Buttermilk Hill
Who can blame me, cryin′ my fill?
And every tear would turn a mill
My lover has gone for soldier

Loved them, oh, I loved them so
Broke my heart to see them go
Only time can heal my woe
My lover has gone for soldier

I'll dye my clothes, I′ll dye them red
Through the streets, I'll beg for bread
For the one I adore, from me has fled
My lover has gone for soldier


I'll sell my flax, I′ll sell my meal
Sell my only spinnin′ wheel
To buy for them a sword of steel
My lover has gone for soldier

Oh, my darling, oh, my love
Gone the rainbow, gone the dove
May we meet again in heaven above
My lover has gone for soldier

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Ni re sa ni re sa ni sa re re re re sa re ni
Pa ma ma pa ma ma pa ni pa ga ga ma