JOHNNY HAS GONE FOR A SOLDIER 

Here I sit on Beacon Hill, with salty eyes I cry my fill, And every
tear would turn a mill, Johnny's gone for a soldier.

Cho: Shule shule shule aroo, Shule shule shule aroo.and every tear
would turn a mill, Johnny's gone for a soldier. 

With pipes and drums he marched away. He would not heed the words I
did say. He'll not come back for many a day. Johnny's gone for a
soldier 

Cho: Shule shule shule aroo, Shule shule shule He'll not come back for
many a day, Johnny's gone for a soldier. 

I'll sell my rod, I'll sell my reel, and likewise sell my grindin'
wheel, To buy my Johnny a sword of steel, Johnny's gone for a soldier.

Cho: Shule shule shule aroo, Shule shule shule arro, to buy my Johnny
a sword of steel, Johnny's gone for a soldier. 

I'll don my cloak of crimson red, and through this world I'll beg for
my bread, I'll find my Johnny be him 'live or dead, Johnny 's gone for
a soldier. 

Cho: Shule shule shule aroo, Shule shule shule I'll find my Johnny be
him 'live or dead, Johnny 's gone, my Johnny has gone, Johnny has gone
for a soldier.