Recorded by Rita And Sarah Keane
A soldier stood in the village street and bade his love adieu His gun and knapsack on his back his company in view With tears he kissed her once again then turned away his head He could but whisper in his pain and this is what he said Love dear, Love be true, be only mine When the war is o'er we'll part no more At Ayr on the Rhine. As they marched along through the village street Their banners floating gay The children cheered the tramping feet that went to the war away One among them turned around once more to look again Though his lips gave out no sound his heart sighed this refrain Love dear, Love be true, be only mine When the war is o'er we'll part no more At Ayr on the Rhine. In the battlefield the pale cold moon was shedding its peaceful light Shining on a soul on its last eternal flight Amid the dying a soldier lay his comrades close at hand He said when I am far away and you in your native land Say to my love be true, be only only mine When the war is o'er we'll meet no more At Ayr on the Rhine.
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