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THE CRUEL WAR
TRADITIONAL
The cruel war is raging; Johnny has to fight. And I long to be with him from morning till night. I long to be with him, it grieves my heart so. "Won't you let me go 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 go with you?" "No, my love no." I'll tie back my hair; men's clothing I'll put on, I'll pass as your comrade as we march along, I'll pass as your comrade, no one will ever know. "Won't you let me go with you?" "No, my love no." Oh Johnny, oh Johnny, I fear you are unkind, 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 go with you?" "Yes, my love yes."
TRADITIONAL
The cruel war is raging; Johnny has to fight. And I long to be with him from morning till night. I long to be with him, it grieves my heart so. "Won't you let me go 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 go with you?" "No, my love no." I'll tie back my hair; men's clothing I'll put on, I'll pass as your comrade as we march along, I'll pass as your comrade, no one will ever know. "Won't you let me go with you?" "No, my love no." Oh Johnny, oh Johnny, I fear you are unkind, 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 go with you?" "Yes, my love yes."