And many fine tale he has told to me
He has told me a things that ne'er shall be
He is gone, he is gone, my bonnie boy
I've sold my cloak, I've sold my reel
When my flax was spawn, I've sold my reel
To buy my love a sword of steel
He is gone, he is gone, my bonnie boy
With fife and drum he has marched away
He would not heed what I would say
He'll not come back for many a day
He is gone, he is gone, my bonnie boy
But now my love has gone to France
To try his fortune to advance
If he e'er comes back 'tis but chance
He is gone, he is gone, my bonnie boy
I'll dye my petticoat, I'll dye it red
Around the world I'll make my bed
'Till I find my love alive or dead
He is gone, he is gone, my bonnie boy
Siъil, a siъil, a siъil agrar
Only death can end my woe
And the pain in my heart from me did go
He is gone, he is gone, my bonnie boy
'Twas after I sat on my true love's knee And many fine tale he has told to me He has told me a things that ne'er shall be He is gone, he is gone, my bonnie boy I've sold my cloak, I've sold my reel When my flax was spawn, I've sold my reel To buy my love a sword of steel He is gone, he is gone, my bonnie boy With fife and drum he has marched away He would not heed what I would say He'll not come back for many a day He is gone, he is gone, my bonnie boy But now my love has gone to France To try his fortune to advance If he e'er comes back 'tis but chance He is gone, he is gone, my bonnie boy I'll dye my petticoat, I'll dye it red Around the world I'll make my bed 'Till I find my love alive or dead He is gone, he is gone, my bonnie boy Siъil, a siъil, a siъil agrar Only death can end my woe And the pain in my heart from me did go He is gone, he is gone, my bonnie boy Explain Request ×
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