A Spanish Cavalier stood in his retreat, And on his Guitar played a tune, dear; The music so sweet, Would oft'times repeat The blessing of my country and you, dear. Chorus: Oh, say, darling, say, When I'm far away, Sometimes you may Think of me dear; Bright sunny days Will soon fade away, Remember what I say, And be true dear.

I'm off to the war, to the war I must go, To fight for my country and you, dear; But if I should fall, In vain I would call, The blessing of my country and you, dear. Chorus: And when the war is o'er, to you I'll return, Again to my country and you, dear; But if I be slain, You'll seek me in vain, Upon the battlefield you will find me. Chorus:

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