My Soldier Paroles

Twas only a fortnight he made me his wife



I bade him adieu with a hope and concern

He said I would see him upon his return

So full of devotion and bright valiant youth

I pray every moment his words be the truth



I think of our future

Fragile and free

And long for the day when
I think of my soldier far from his home

The green rolling hills where he often did roam

The sweet winding rivers and valleys beside

Replaced by the fields where his friends bled and died



I think of their sacrifice

Paid with their lives

To know that their loved one

Somewhere survives



I think of my soldier gone to the war

Encamped on the banks of a dark foreign shore

I watch o’er the ocean both early and late

It won’t be much longer have that we’ll have to wait

No, it won’t be much longer have that we’ll have to wait