Johnny Is Gone For A Soldier - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
Johnny is Gone for a Soldier 
I'll trace these gardens o'er and o'er, Meditate on each sweet flower, Thinking of each happy hour-Oh, Johnny is gone for a soldier. 
Chorus. Shool, shool, shool, agrah! Time can only ease my woe, Since the lad of my heart from me did go, Oh, Johnny is gone for a soldier. 
Some say my love is gone to France, There his fortune to advance, And if I find him it's but a chance-Oh, Johnny is gone for a soldier.-Chorus. 
I'll sell my frock, I'll sell my wheel, I'll buy my love a sword of steel. So in the battle he may reel-Oh, Johnny is gone for a soldier.-Chorus. 
I wish I was on yonder hill, It's there I'd sit and cry my fill, So every tear may turn a mill-Oh, Johnny is gone for a soldier.-Chorus. 
I'll dye my dress, I'll dye it red, All over the world I'll beg my bread, So my parents may think me dead-Oh, Johnny is gone for a soldier.-Chorus.