A Soldier's Draem Donovan
Lyrics
Oh, the drums are so mournful
My dear, oh, my love
As my thoughts they are turning your way
Where are the eyes
I beheld with my own
On that long ago lazy day?
Dead are the leaves
On the stark battlefield
The stench of the flesh sickens me
I sleep soaking wet
And the worms eat my bread
The mourning of men fills the air
Oh, green are the leaves
On the old apple tree
Those sweet perfumed blossoms of spring
Entwined in your hair
A smile in your eyes
A soft blade of grass for a ring
Oh, the drums are so mournful
My dear, oh, my love
As my thoughts they are turning your way
Where are the eyes
I beheld with my own
On that long ago lazy day?
On that long ago lazy day
My dear, oh, my love
As my thoughts they are turning your way
Where are the eyes
I beheld with my own
On that long ago lazy day?
Dead are the leaves
On the stark battlefield
The stench of the flesh sickens me
I sleep soaking wet
Am
And the worms eat my bread
The mourning of men fills the air
Oh, green are the leaves
On the old apple tree
Those sweet perfumed blossoms of spring
Entwined in your hair
A smile in your eyes
A soft blade of grass for a ring
Oh, the drums are so mournful
My dear, oh, my love
As my thoughts they are turning your way
Where are the eyes
I beheld with my own
On that long ago lazy day?
On that long ago lazy day
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