Bonny Light Horseman

Oh, Napoleon Bonaparte, you're the cause of my woe

Since my bonny light horseman in the war he did go

Broken hearted I'll wander, broken hearted I'll remain

Since my bonny light horseman, in the war he was slain

And if I was some small bird and if I had wings to fly

I would fly over the ocean where my own true love does lie

I would fly over the ocean, and I'd lie upon the plain

Where my bonny light horseman, in the war he was slain

Oh, Napoleon Bonaparte, you're the cause of my woe

Since my bonny light horseman in the war he did go

Broken hearted I'll wander, broken hearted I'll remain

Since my bonny light horseman, in the war he was slain

And the white dove laments for her mate as she flies

"Tell me, where in this wide world, is my own true love," she cries

"And where in this wide world is there one who can compare

With my bonny light horseman, who was slain in the war?"

Oh, Napoleon Bonaparte, you're the cause of my woe

Since my bonny light horseman in the war he did go

Broken hearted I'll wander, broken hearted I'll remain

Since my bonny light horseman, in the war he was slain

Oh, Napoleon Bonaparte, you're the cause of my woe

Since my bonny light horseman in the war he did go

Broken hearted I'll wander, broken hearted I'll remain

Since my bonny light horseman, in the war he was slain