THE GIRL I LEFT BEHIND ME 2

The dames of France are fond and free
And Flemish lips are willing,
And sof the maids of Italy
While Spanish eyes are thrilling.
Still, though I bask beneath their smiles
Their charms all fail to bind me;
And my heart goes back to erin's isle
To the girl I left behind me.

She says,"My own dear love, come home
My friends are rich and many
Or else with you abroad I'll roam
A soldier stout as any.
If you'll not come nor let me go
I'll think you have resigned me."
My heart near broke when I answered,"No."
To the girl I left behind me.
For never shall my true love brave
A life of war and toiling.
And never, as a skulking slave
I'll tread my native soil on.
But were it free, or to be freed
The battle's close would find me
To Ireland bound, nor message need
From the girl I left behind me.

@Irish @exile @soldier @parting
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