A group of young soldiers,
one night in a camp,
were talking of sweethearts they had,
all would be glad,
but for one irish lad,
who looked very downhearted and sad
I say wont you join us said one of the boys,
surely you love someone too,
he lofted his head and proudly he said,
yes I'm in love with two rest as above with the exception of the chorus which when finishing goes:
These are the two that are dear to me,
from them I never will part,
for one is my mother god bless her I love her ,
and the other is my seetheart.
This is the version i have sung for numerous years hope this helps.