Pernell Roberts

Pernell Roberts

Soldier, oh soldier A-coming from the plain,
Courted a lady thru honour and thru pain.
Her beauty shone so bright that it never could be told,
She always loved the soldier Because he was so bold..

Fa la la la, Fa la la la - la la la Fa la la la, Fa la la la.

Soldier, oh Soldier , In time I'll be thy bride,
But for fear of my father, some danger might be tide.
Then he put on sword and pistol and hung him by his side,
Swore he would be married, no matter what be tide.

Fa la la la, Fa la la la - la la la Fa la la la, Fa la la la.


Then he took her to the parson and, of course, home again
There he met her father and seven armed men.
Let us fly, say's the lady I fear we shall be slain,
Hold your hand, cried the soldier And never fear again.

Fa la la la, Fa la la la - la la la Fa la la la, Fa la la la.

Then he pulled out sword and pistol and he caused of them to rattle,
The lady held his horse while the soldier fought in battle.
Hold your hand cried the old man do not be so bold,
You shall have my daughter And a thousand pounds of gold.

Fa la la la, Fa la la la - la la la Fa la la la, Fa la la la.

Fight on said the lady the portion is to small,
Hold your hand cried the old man you shall have it all.
Then he took them right straight home and he called him son and dear,
Not because he loved them But only out of fear.
Bold Soldier
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