John Langstaff
Soldier, Soldier, Won’t You Marry Me?
Oh soldier, soldier, won't you marry me?
With your musket, fife, and drum?
Oh no, sweet maid, I cannot marry thee
For I have no coat to put on
Then up she went to her grandfather's chest
And got him a coat of the very, very best
She got him a coat of the very, very best
And the soldier put it on
Oh soldier, soldier, won't you marry me?
With your musket, fife, and drum?
Oh no, sweet maid, I cannot marry thee
For I have no hat to put on
Then up she went to her grandfather's chest
And got him a hat of the very, very best
She got him a hat of the very, very best
And the soldier put it on
Oh soldier, soldier, won't you marry me?
With your musket, fife, and drum?
Oh no, sweet maid, I cannot marry thee
For I have no boots to put on
Then up she went to her grandfather's chest
And got him boots of the very, very best
She got him a pair of the very, very best
And the soldier put them on
Oh soldier, soldier, won't you marry me?
With your musket, fife, and drum?
Oh no, sweet maid, I cannot marry thee
For I have no gloves to put on
Then up she went to her grandfather's chest
And got him gloves of the very, very best
She got him a pair of the very, very best
And the soldier put them on
Now soldier, soldier, won't you marry me?
With your musket, fife, and drum?
Oh no, sweet maid, I cannot marry thee
For I have a wife at home