A soldier boy, so brave and gay With head held high, he marched away His sweetheart wept, but every night He'd think of her and he would write Don't cry, my love, while I am gone Don't sigh, my love, just carry on The leaves of green turned brown and gold The days grew short and nights were cold But when the winter winds blew chill Afire with love, he'd write her still
Don't cry, my love, while I am gone Don't sigh, my love, just carry on Then came the day he'd hungered for When he need live on dreams no more For he could write and it was true My dear, I'll soon be home to you Don't cry, my love, I'm coming home Don't sigh, my love, no more I'll roam We two again will never part Stand easy, love, you've won my heart