The Cruel War
The cruel war is raging, Johnny has to fight.
I long to be with him from mornin' 'til night.
I want to be with him, it grieves my heart so-
Won't you let me come with you? No, my love, no.
Tomorrow is Sunday, Monday is the day
That your captain will call you and you must obey.Your captain will call you, it grieves my heart so-
Won’t you let me come with you? No, my love, no.
I’ll pass for your comrade as we march along.
I’ll pass for your comrade no one will ever know-
Won’t you let me come with you? No my love, no.
I love you far better than all of mankind.
I love you far better than words can e’er express.
Won’t you let me come with you? Yes, my love, yes!
Rich and full,
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Create new minds
From ye olde times...
TUTOR youth
to profit truth.
--someone's mother