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Oh, what would you do if you married a soldier?
"What would I do but to follow the gun?"
And what would you do if he died in the ocean?
"What would I do but to marry again?"
A rout the da dee the dum diddly da dum
A rout the da doubt the da diddly da dum
Da da diddly da dum da dee da dum da diddly
Da dee da diddly da dum
And what would you do if the kettle boiled over?
"What would I do but to fill it again?"
And what would you do if the cows ate the clover?
"What would I do but to set it again?"
A rout the da dee the dum diddly da dum
A rout the da doubt the da diddly da dum
Da da diddly da dum da dee da dum da diddly
Da dee da diddly da dum
The praties are dug and the frost is all over
"Kitty, lie over next to the wall"
The summer is come and we're all in the clover
"Kitty, lie over next to the wall"
A rout the da dee the dum diddly da dum
A rout the da doubt the da diddly da dum
Da da diddly da dum da dee da dum da diddly
Da dee da diddly da dum
Oh, what would you do if you married a soldier?
"What would I do but to follow the gun?"
And what would you do if he died in the ocean?
"What would I do but to marry again?"
A rout the da dee the dum diddly da dum
A rout the da doubt the da diddly da dum
Da da diddly da dum da dee da dum da diddly
Da dee da diddly da dum |
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These philosophical words were set to an old dance tune. |
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