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THE WARFARE IS RAGING The warfare is raging, And Johnny must go fight I want to be with you From morning to night cho: I want to be with you That grieves my heart so Won't you let me go with you O No, My love, no. O Johnny, O Johnny, I think it's you're unkind, When I love you much better Than all other mankind. cho: When I love you much better That grieves etc. I'll roach back my hair, And men's clothing I'll put on, And I'll act as your servant As they march along. cho: And I'll act as your servant It grieves etc. I'll go to your general, Get down upon my knees, Five hundred bright guineas I'll give for your release. She has rings on her fingers And bells on her toes And she carries music Wherever she goes. When you're standing on the picket Some cold winter day Them red rosy cheeks They will all fade away Them red rosy cheeks That grieves my heart so, Won't you let me go with you Yes, my love yes. From English Folk Songs in the Southern Appalachians, Sharp Collected from T. Jeff Stockton, TN 1916 DT #487 Laws O33 @war @parting @transvestite filename[ CRUELWR2 TUNE FILE: CRUELWR2 CLICK TO PLAY TUNE FILE: CRUELWAR.2 CLICK TO PLAY RG |
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