Soldier, soldier come from the wars,

Why don't you march with my true love?"

"We're fresh from off the ship an' Vs maybe

give the slip,

An' you'd best go look for a new love."

New love! True love!

Best go look for a new love,

The dead they cannot rise, an' you'd better

dry your eyes,

An' you'd best go look for a new love.

"Soldier, soldier come from the wars,

What did you see o' my true love?"

"I seed him serve the Queen in a suit o' rifle-

green,

An' you'd best go look for a new love."

"Soldier, soldier come from the wars,

Did you see no more o' my true love?"

"I seed 'im runnin' by when the shots begun

to fly—

But you'd best go look for a new love."

"Soldier, soldier come from the wars,

Did aught take 'arm to my true love?"

"I couldn't see the fight, for the smoke it lay

so white—

An' you'd best go look for a new love."

"Soldier, soldier come from the wars,

I'll up an' tend to my true love!"

"E's lying on the dead with a bullet through 'is 'ead,

An' you'd best go look for a new love."

"Soldier, soldier come from the wars,

I'll down an' die with my true love!"

"The pit we dug 'll 'ide 'im an' the twenty men

beside 'im—

An' you'd best go look for a new love."

"Soldier, soldier come from the wars,

Do you bring no sign from my true love?"

"I bring a lock of hair that'e alius used to

wear,

An' you'd best go look for a new love."

"Soldier, soldier come from the wars,

O then I know it's true I've lost my true love!"

"An' I tell you truth again—when you've lost

the feel o' pain

You'd best take me for your true love."

True love! New love!

Best take'im for a new love,

The dead they cannot rise, an' you'd better

dry your eyes,

An' you'd best take'im for your true love.

—-Rudyard Kipling.