He is gone he is gone
And my hair is growing long
He’ll be back he’ll be back
‘Fore the day turns black
I’ll be true I’ll be true
Thought my heart is falling through
To the land to the land
Where he marches through
Se the sky see the sun
See the yeallow river run
See the stars see the moon
See he’ll be back soon
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