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GEST Songs Of Newfoundland And Labrador
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At a cottage door one wintery night,
As the snow lay on the ground,
A youthful Irish soldier boy
To the mountains he was bound;
His mother stood beside him saying,
"You'll win my boy don't fear,"
With loving arms around his neck
As she tied his bandolier.
"Good-bye, God bless you, mother dear,
I hope your heart won't pain,
So pray to God your soldier boy
You soon will see again;
And when I am out on the battlefield,
It will be a sort of joy,
To know that you're remembering still
Your Irish soldier boy,"
When the fighting it was over,
And the flag of truce was raised,
When the leaders ordered for fire to cease,
Ole' Ireland stood amazed;
When a comrade came to her cottage door,
With a note from her pride and joy,
An aching heart cried, God be good
To my Irish soldier boy.
Good-bye, God bless you, mother dear,
I'm dying a death so grand,
From wounds received in battle,
Trying to free my native land;
I hope we'll meet in heaven above,
In the land beyond the skies,
Where you'll always be in company
With your Irish soldier boy.