Beyond the distant mountains on Mayday of this year
My soldier boy went marching and left me lonely here.
The flowers in the meadow are beautiful to see,
But I'll not know the springtime till he comes back to me.

He begged me to go with him and journey far away,
But I was young and fearful and chose instead to stay.
The birds sing in the blue sky and nest in every tree,
But I'll not know the springtime till he comes back to me.

The market in Llangollen was merry as a fair,
And every day he'd meet me and we'd be happy there.
The stalls and bright with treasures from far across the sea,
But I'll not go to market till he comes back to me.

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Source: Singing Together, Spring 1970, BBC Publications

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