Willie Has Gone To The War - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
Willie Has Gone to the War. 
The blue bird is singing its lay To all the sweet flowers of the dale; The wild bee is roaming, at play; And soft is the sigh of the gale; I stray by the brook-side, alone, Where oft we have wandered before, And weep for my loved one-my own: My Willie has gone to the war! 
Chorus. Willie has gone to the war, Willie-Willie, my loved one-my own; Willie has gone to the war, Willie-Willie, my loved one, has gone. 
It was there, where the lily-bells grow, That I last saw his noble young face; But now he has gone to the foe-Oh! dearly I love the old place I The whispering waters repeat The name that I love, o'er and o'er, And daisies, that nod at my feet, Say: Willie has gone to the war- Chorus. 
The leaves of the forest will fade, The roses will wither and die, And Spring to our home in the glade, On fairy-like pinions, will fly; But still I will hopefully wait Till the day when those battles are o'er; And pine like a bird for its mate, Till Willie comes home from the war.-Chorus.