Bold Soldier

Soldier, oh soldier, a-coming from the plain
He courted the lady through honor and through fame.
Her beauty shone so bright that it never could be told
She'd always loved the soldier, because he was so bold.

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"Soldier, oh soldier, yes I would be your bride
But for fear of my father, some danger might betide."
Then he took out sword and pistol, and he hung them by his side,
Swore he would be married, no matter what betide.

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Then he took her to the parson, and, of course, home again
Where there they met her father, and seven arm-ed men
"Let us fly," said the lady, "I fear we shall be slain."
"Hold your hand," said the soldier, "and never fear again."

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Then he took out sword and pistol and he caus-ed them to rattle
The lady held the horse while the soldier fought in battle
"Hold your hand," said the old man, "do not be so bold.
You shall have my daughter, and a thousand pounds of gold."

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"Fight on," said the lady, the portion is too small."
"Hold your hand," said the old man, "and you shall have it all."
Then he took them right straight home, and he called them son and dear,
Not because he loved them, but only through fear.

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