作词 : Traditional
Oh I wish I were on yonder hill
It's there I'd sit and cry my fill
'Til every tear would turn a mill
My Johnny's gone for a soldier
Well,Johnny,my love,he went away
He would not heed what I did say
He won't be back for many's a day
My Johnny's gone for a soldier
Shule,shule,shule a gra
Oh shule,oh shule and he loves me
When he comes back,he will marry me
My Johnny,he has gone for a soldier
I'll sell my rack,I'll sell my reel
I'll sell my only spinning wheel
And buy my love a sword of steel
My Johnny's gone for a soldier
I'll dye my petticoat,I'll dye it red
Around the world I'll bake my bread
'Til I find my love alive or dead
My Johnny,he has gone for a soldier
Shule,shule,shule a gra
Oh shule,oh shule and he loves me
When he comes back,he will marry me
My Johnny,he has gone for a soldier
But now my love,he has gone to France
To try his fortune to advance
If he returns,it is but a chance
My Johnny,he has gone for a soldier
Shule,shule,shule a gra
Oh shule,oh shule and he loves me
When he comes back,he will marry me
My Johnny,he has gone for a soldier
I wish,I wish,I wish in vain
I wish I had my heart again
'Tis gladly I would not complain
My Johnny,he has gone for a soldier
Shule,shule,shule a gra
Oh shule,oh shule and he loves me
When he comes back,he will marry me
My Johnny,he has gone for a soldier
Shule,shule,shule a gra
Oh shule,oh shule and he loves me
When he comes back,he will marry me
My Johnny,he has gone for a soldier
My Johnny,he has gone for a soldier