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Goodbye Suzanne
Don't cry Suzanne
Though I'm going away
Yesterday was Sunday
Monday is the day
I hear the bugle blowing
Calling every man
I'll be home by early spring
Don't cry Suzanne

You cannot come along my love
To hear the cannon roar
Your eyes are too gentle
For to see the shame of war
Some will be a-dyin'
Before the battle's through
Some will be a-cryin'
As I will be for you.

Goodbye Suzanne
Don't cry Suzanne
Though I'm going away
Yesterday was Sunday
Monday is the day
I hear the bugle blowing
Calling every man
I'll be home by early spring
Don't cry Suzanne

My love for you is stronger
Than the cannon or the drum
My love for you is longer
Than the rolling of the sun
When brooks are overflowing
I'll be hitching up the plow
I'll be back in time for hoeing
But I must leave you now.

Goodbye Suzanne
Don't cry Suzanne
Though I'm going away
Yesterday was Sunday
Monday is the day
I hear the bugle blowing
Calling every man
I'll be home by early spring
Don't cry Suzanne