Shule, shule, shule-a-roo,

Shule-a-rak-shak, shule-a-ba-ba-coo.

When i saw my sally babby beal,

Come bibble in the boo shy lorey.



Here i sit on buttermilk hill;

Who could blame me, cry my fill;

Every tear would turn a mill,

Johnny's gone for a soldier.



Shule, shule, shule-a-roo,

Shule-a-rak-shak, shule-a-ba-ba-coo.

When i saw my sally babby beal,

Come bibble in the boo shy lorey.



I sold my flax, i sold my wheel,

To buy my love a sword of steel;

So it in battle he might wield,

Johnny's gone for a soldier.



Shule, shule, shule-a-roo,

Shule-a-rak-shak, shule-a-ba-ba-coo.

When i saw my sally babby beal,

Come bibble in the boo shy lorey.



Oh my baby, oh, my love,

Gone the rainbow, gone the dove.

Your father was my only love;

Johnny's gone for a soldier.



Shule, shule, shule-a-roo,

Shule-a-rak-shak, shule-a-ba-ba-coo.

When i saw my sally babby beal,

Come bibble in the boo shy lorey.




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