I Wish That the Wars Were All Over

In a meadow one morning, when pearly with dew

A fair and pretty maiden, she plucked violets blue

And I heard that clear voice, making all the woods ring

My love is in Flanders to fight for the King

How I wish that the wars were all over

I wish that the wars were all done

I'll pluck the red robin, so jaunty and gay

Well, I held my robin and he flew far away

His little jacket was red and his cheeks as the rose

And now he sings of his girl as to battle he goes

How I wish that the wars were all over

I wish that the wars were all done

Ten thousand of bluebells, they now welcome the spring

Oh, when will church bells of this victory ring?

When do our soldiers return? When do we rejoice?

And when do I wed to the love of my choice?

How I wish that the wars were all over

I wish that the wars were done

Ten thousand of bluebells, they now welcome the spring

Oh, when will church bells of this victory ring?

When do our soldiers return? When do we rejoice?

And when do I wed to the love of my choice?

How I wish that the wars were all over

I wish that the wars were all done