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A Spanish cavalier stood in his retreat, Ans on his guitar play'd a tune, dear; The music so sweet, they'd oft-times repeat, The blessings of my country and you, dear. CHORUS. Say darling say, when I'm far away, Sometimes you may think of me, dear; Bright sunny days soon fade away, Remember what I say and be true, dear. I'm off to the war, to the war I must go, To fight for my country and you, dear; But if I should fall in vain I would call The blessing of my country and you, dear. CHORUS. Say darling say, when I'm far away, Sometimes you may think of me, dear; Bright sunny days soon fade away, Remember what I say and be true, dear. When the war is o'er to you I'll return, Back to my country and you, dear; But if I be slain you may seek me in vain-- Upon the battle-field you will find me. CHORUS. Say darling say, when I'm far away, Sometimes you may think of me, dear; Bright sunny days soon fade away, Remember what I say and be true, dear. |
