JINGLE JANGLE
Written by Eric Bogle
As sung by Eric Bogle on "Endangered Species" (2000)

She once had a sweetheart, a handsome young man
Who was born to the saddle and raised on the land.
He courted her gently for twelve months and more,
Then one night on his bay he rode up to her door.

And his spurs went jingle-jangle.
Their music made her heart sing:
Jingle-jingle-jangle.
She rose up and she let him in.

And all through that night, as the stars rose and fell,
They slept in that place only first love can dwell;
But he dressed with the dawn, rode off down the track.
She did not call out and he did not look back.

But his spurs went jingle-jangle,
Ringing through the gray dawn:
Jingle-jingle-jangle.
She stood there until he was gone.

He 'listed in Sydney, was shipped off to France.
He found some futile forgotten advance,
And though his face is now a shadow from a faraway time,
Sometimes in her dreams a sound still haunts her mind:

Jingle-jingle-jangle,
Echoing down through the years.
His spurs go jingle-jangle
And her pillow is wet with her tears.

Jingle-jingle-jangle,
Echoing down through the years—
His spurs go jingle-jangle
And her pillow is wet with her tears.
Her pillow is wet with her tears.