Thursday 23 June 2016

Oh, let me in, the soldier cried

It's a cold, haily, windy night.
Let me in, he says
Oh, but I can't. My parents wouldn't be happy.
I'm going away. I might not see you again.
Oh, alright then.


Ooh. Shouldn't you marry me, now?
No. 'Bye.

The words in the song are more poetic. But the soldier is still a cad.

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