| Oh, Soldier, Soldier will you marry me
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| With your musket fife and drum?
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| Oh, how can I marry such a pretty girl as thee
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| When I got no shoes to put on
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| Off to the cobbler she did go as fast as she could run,
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| Bought him a pair of the best that was there
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| And the soldier put them on
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| Oh, Soldier, Soldier will you marry me
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| With your musket fife and drum?
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| Oh, how can I marry such a pretty girl as thee
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| When I got no socks to put on
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| Off to the habber-dasher she did go as fast as she could run,
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| Bought him a pair of the best that was there
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| And the soldier put them on
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| Oh, Soldier, Soldier will you marry me
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| With your musket fife and drum?
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| Oh, how can I marry such a pretty girl as thee
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| When I got no pants to put on
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| Off to the tailor she did go as fast as she could run,
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| Bought him a pair of the best that was there
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| And the soldier put them on
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| Now, Soldier, Soldier will you marry me
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| With your musket fife and drum?
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| Oh, how can I marry such a pretty girl as thee
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| With a wife and a baby at home |