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C G Come all you lads of high renown F C That would hear of a fair young maiden C G She roved out on a summer's day F C For to view the soldiers parading C G F Am \g They marched so bold and they looked so gay F C Their colours flying and the bands did play C G C G It caused young Mary for to say F C I'll wed you, my gallant soldier
She viewed the soldiers on parade And as they stood their leisure Mary to herself did say At last I've found my treasure But oh how cruel my parents must be Banishing my darling so far from me Well I'll leave them all and I'll go with thee My bold and undaunted soldier
Oh Mary dear, your parents' love I pray don't be unruly When you're in a foreign land Believe me you'll rue it surely Perhaps in battle I might fall From a shot from an angry cannonball And you so far from your daddy's hall Be advised by a gallant soldier
And I have fifty guineas in [...] gold Likewise a heart that's blinder And I'd leave them all and I'll go with you My bold and undaunted soldier So don't say no, but let me go And I will face the daring foe We'll march together to and fro I'll wed you, my gallant soldier
And when he saw her loyalty And Mary so true-hearted He said: My darling, married we'll be And nothing but death will part us And when we're in some foreign land I'll guard you, darling, with my right hand Hopes that God might stand a friend To Mary and her gallant soldier