I'LL RETURN BYE-AND-BYE.
Copyright, 1885, by Willis Woodward & Co.
The strife is beginning, the war drums are beating,
The noise of the trumpet's alarm tills the air;
Soon hearts will be broken, for armies are meeting
To fight in defense of our land ever fair.
A youth hears the signal, he cries, I am ready,
I'll follow the standard wherever I'm led!
For no other soldier can battle more steady,
And these were the words that the young hero said:
I'll return bye-and-bye, and tell you the story
Of honor and valor, with rapture I'll cry;
Then do not forget me, I seek after glory,
Though gone from you now, I'll return bye-and-bye.
Then off with his fellows he marches with gladness,
All ready and armed for the battles to come;
His heart never burdened with trouble or sadness,
But filled with a love for the dear ones at home.
He follows his leader, his saber is swinging,
With never a thought of a danger or pain;
Where greatest the carnage his voice is heard singing.
Some day I'll return to my friends once again.-Chorus.
One day as the hero was leading in battle,
A shot struck him low and he fell on the sand,
He cared not for danger or loud cannons' rattle,
I die, cried the boy, for my own native land!
And now when years after we think how he left aŻ,
To go to the wars on that sad fatal day,
We mourn for our loss, for the struggle bereft us,
We think of his words as he then marched away.-Chorus.