Shule Agra or Johnny Has Gone for a Soldier With fife and drum he marched away He would not heed what I did say He'll not come back for many a day Johnny has gone for a soldier Shule shule shule shule agra Sure a sure and he loves me When he comes back he'll marry me Johnny has gone for a soldier I'll go up on Portland hill And there I'll sit and cry my fill And every tear should turn a mill Johnny has gone for a soldier I'll sell my rock, I'll sell my reel I'll sell my flax and spinning wheel To buy my love a sword of steel Johnny has gone for a soldier I'll dye my petticoats crimson red Through the world I'll beg my bread I'll find my love alive or dead Johnny has gone for a soldier printed in The Seeds of Love by Stephen Sedley from a mid nineteenth century broadside by Kendrew of York SOF
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