Barbara Dickson - The Recruited Collier lyrics

Oh what's the matter with you my la** And where's your dashing Jimmy The soldier boys have picked him up And sent him far, far from me Last payday he went into town And them red-coated fellows Enticed him in and made him drunk An he'd better gone to the gallows The very sight of his co*kade It sets us all a-crying And me I nearly fainted twice I thought that I was dying My father would have paid the smart And he ran for the golden guinea But the sergeant swore he'd kissed the book So now they've got young Jimmy When Jimmy talks about the wars It's worse than d**h to hear him I must go out and hide my tears Because I can never bear him A brigadier or grenadier He says they're sure to make him And aye he jibes and cracks his jokes And bids me not forsake him As I walked o'er the stubble field Below it runs the seam I thought of Jimmy hewing there But it was all a dream He hewed the very coals we burn And when the fire I'm lighting To think the lumps were in his hands Would set my heart a-beating So break my heart and then it's o'er Oh break my heart my dearie And I lie in the cold, green ground For of single life I'm weary