Johnny Has Gone For A Soldier

 The feelings expressed in the following song are those shared by thousands of young girls in every war in history. "Johnny Has Gone for a Soldier," a lament of one girl a soldier left behind, is said to date from the American Revolution.

Johnny Has Gone For A Soldier

Here I sit on Buttermilk Hill, Who could blame me cry me fill? And every tear would turn a mill; Johnny has gone for a soldier. Shool, shool, shool a-roo, Shool a-sac-a-rac-ca bib-ba-lib-ba-boo. If I should die for Sally Bobolink Come bib-ba-lib-ba-boo so rare-o. I'd sell my clock, I'd sell my reel, Likewise I'd sell my spinning wheel To buy my love a sword of steel; Johnny has gone for a soldier. Shool, shool, shool a-roo, Shool a-sac-a-rac-ca bib-ba-lib-ba-boo. If I should die for Sally Bobolink Come bib-ba-lib-ba-boo so rare-o. Oh my baby, oh my love, Gone the rainbow, gone the dove. Your father was my one, true love; Johnny has gone for a soldier. Shool, shool, shool a-roo, Shool a-sac-a-rac-ca bib-ba-lib-ba-boo. If I should die for Sally Bobolink Come bib-ba-lib-ba-boo so rare-o.

--Anonymous