Текст песни Неизвестный исполнитель - Going For A Soldier Jenny

In going for a soldier, Jenny,
Going o'er the rolling sea,
They've given me a golden guinea,
That they say has listed me.
And I'm off to fight for the army
As a Lancashire fusilier
Holding me musket in me arms
Instead of me Jenny dear

'Tis no use to fall a crying,
Give your senseless weeping o'er,
Many a day you have heard me sighing
You should have been kind before.
And I'm off to fight for the army
As a Lancashire fusilier
Holding me musket in me arms
Instead of me Jenny dear

'Tis very fine and pretty, Jenny,
Now to wish that I should stay,
But, indeed, I'm thinking, Jenny,
We'll not meet this many a day.
And I'm off to fight for the army
As a Lancashire fusilier
Holding me musket in me arms
Instead of me Jenny dear

What if heart and spirit sinking ?
What if I should come to shame?
Be it as it may, I'm thinking,
You alone will be to blame.
And I'm off to fight for the army
As a Lancashire fusilier
Holding me musket in me arms
Instead of me Jenny dear

Long and dearly I have loved you,
As you must full well have known,
If I had not faithless proved you,
I had never reckless grown:
And I'm off to fight for the army
As a Lancashire fusilier
Holding me musket in me arms
Instead of me Jenny dear

But, fare you well, the hours are flying
Time it is that I was gone, trying,
When next another heart you are
Jenny, look unto your own.
And I'm off to fight for the army
As a Lancashire fusilier
Holding me musket in me arms
Instead of me Jenny dear