Johnny Has Gone for a Soldier

Here I sit on Buttermilk Hill
Who would blame me, cryin' my fill
And ev'ry tear would turn a mill
Johnny has gone for a soldier

Me, oh my, I loved him so
Broke my heart to see him go
And only time will heal my woe
My Johnny has gone for a soldier

I'll sell my rod, I'll sell my reel
Likewise, I'll sell my spinning wheel
And buy my love a sword of steel
My Johnny has gone for a soldier

I'll dye my dress, I'll dye it red
And through the streets, I'll beg for bread
For the lad that I love from me has fled
My Johnny has gone for a soldier

My Johnny has gone for a soldier
My Johnny has gone
For a soldier



Credits
Writer(s): Traditional, Stuart Oneil
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