The Bold Soldier

(álbum: The Wayfaring Stranger - 1944)

Soldier, oh, soldier
A-coming from the plain
He courted the lady
Through honor and through fame

Her beauty shone so bright
And that never could be told
She always loved the soldier
Because he was so bold
Fa, la, la, la, fa, la, la, la

Soldier, oh, soldier
If I would be your bride
But for fear of my father
Some danger might betide

Then he pulled it out sword and pistol
And he hung them by his side
Swore, he would be married
No matter what betide
Fa, la, la, la, fa, la, la, la

Then he took her to the parson
And of course, home again
There he met her father
And seven armed me

Let's fly says the lady
I fear we shall be slain
Hold your hand says the soldier
And never fear again
Fa, la, la, la, fa, la, la, la

Then he pulled it out sword and pistol
And he caused them to rattle
The lady held the horse
While the soldier fought in battle

Hold your hand says the old man
Do not be so bold
You shall have my daughter
And thousand pounds of gold
Fa, la, la, la, fa, la, la, la

Fight on said the lady
The portion is too small
Hold your hand says the old man
And you shall have it all

He took them right straight home
And he called them son and dear
Not because he loved them
But only through fear
Fa, la, la, la, fa, la, la, la