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Soldier, soldier home from the wars,
Why do you march without my true love?
Oh, we've just got off the ship,
And he's maybe give the slip,
But you'd better find a new true love.

Oh soldier, soldier home from the wars,
What did you see of my true love?
Oh, I saw him serve the queen,
In a suit of rifle green,
And you'd better find a new true love.

Oh soldier, soldier home from the wars,
What else did you see of my true love?
Oh, I seen him running by,
As the shots began to fly,
And you'd better find a new true love.

Oh soldier, soldier home from the wars,
Did aught harm come to my true love?
Well I could not see the fight,
For the smoke that hung so white,
But you'd better find a new true love.

Oh soldier, soldier home from the wars,
I'll go tend to my true love.
Well, he is laid among the dead,
With a bullet through his head.
And you'd better find a new true love.

Oh soldier, soldier home from the wars,
I'll lay down and die with my true love.
Well, the pit we dug will hide him,
And the 20 more beside him,
And you'd better find a new true love.

Oh soldier, soldier home from the wars,
Did you bring aught from my true love?
Yes, I brought the lock of hair,
That he always used to wear,
And you'd better find a new true love.

Oh soldier, soldier home from the wars,
Then it's true I've lost my true love.
And I'll tell you're true again,
When you've lost the feel of pain,
You should take me for your new true love.

New love, true love,
Take me for your new true love.
For the dead they cannot rise,
So you'd better dry your eyes,
And take me for your new true love.

This may differ from the original slightly; it's just how I sing it.

HTML line breaks added. --JoeClone, 25-Jul-02.