You`ll walk unscathed through musket fire,
No ploughman`s blade will cut thee down,
No cutler`s horn will mark thy face
And you will be my ain true love,
And you will be my ain true love
And as you walk through death`s dark veil,
The cannon`s thunder can`t prevail,
And those who hunt thee down will fail,
And you will be my ain true love,
And you will be my ain true love.
Asleep inside the cannon`s mouth,
The captain cries, `Here comes the rout,`
They`ll seek to find me north and south,
I`ve gone to find my ain true love.
The field is cut and bleeds to red.
The cannon balls fly round my head,
The infirmary man may count me dead,
When I`ve gone to find my ain true love,
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