Jimmie Rodgers - The soldier sweetheart

^C Onced I ^G7had a ^Csweetheart, a ^Fsweetheart brave and ^Ctrue. His ^Fhair was dark and ^Gcurly, his ^G7loving eyes were ^Cblue.

He told me ^G7that he ^Cloved me. And he ^Foften proved it ^Cso. And he ^Foften come to ^Csee me, when the ^G7evening sun was ^Clow.

But fate ^G7took him ^Caway, to this ^Fawful German ^Cwar. And ^Fwhen he come to ^Csay goodbye, My ^G7heart did over^Cflow.

He says; "Good^G7bye, little ^Cdarling, to ^FFrance I must ^Cgo".

He takes the ^G7golden finger ^Cring. And he ^Fplaced it on my ^Chand. Said, "^FRemember me, little ^Cdarling, when ^G7I'm in no man's ^Cland".

He promised ^G7he would ^Cwrite to me, that ^Fpromise he's kept ^Ctrue. And ^Fwhen I read this ^Cletter, fine, I ^G7pray the war is ^Cthrough.

The second letter ^G7I got from ^Chim, the ^Fwar was just ^Cahead. The ^Fthird one, wrote by his ^Ccaptain, My ^G7darling dear was ^Cdead.

I'll keep ^G7all of his ^Cletters, I'll ^Fkeep his gold ring, ^Ctoo. And I'll ^Falways live a ^Csingle life, for the ^G7soldier who was so ^Ctrue.