• With joy I softly cry,
    The army took my man,
    I knew he'd say goodbye,

    I wave, my hand up high,
    I'm proud that he will go,
    With joy I softly cry,

    The choice that made him sigh,
    Was to go or stay behind,
    I knew he'd say goodbye,

    He looked me in the eye,
    And told me of his choice,
    With joy I softly cry,

    I was afraid that he would die,
    As I held him close to me,
    I knew he'd say goodbye,

    I'm going to miss my guy,
    I can't hold back a sigh,
    With joy I softly cry,
    I knew he's say goodbye.

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