I’m lonesome since I crossed the hill,

And o’er the moorland sedgy

Such heavy thoughts my heart do fill,

Since parting with my Betsey

I seek for one as fair and gay,

But find none to remind me

How sweet the hours I passed away,

With the girl I left behind me.

O ne’er shall I forget the night,

the stars were bright above me

And gently lent their silv’ry light

when first she vowed to love me

But now I’m bound to Brighton camp

kind heaven then pray guide me

And send me safely back again,

to the girl I left behind me.

Her golden hair in ringlets fair,

her eyes like diamonds shining

Her slender waist, her heavenly face,

that leaves my heart still pining

Ye gods above oh hear my prayer

to my beauteous fair to find me

And send me safely back again,

to the girl I left behind me.

The bee shall honey taste no more,

the dove become a ranger

The falling waters cease to roar,

ere I shall seek to change her

The vows we made to heav’n above

shall ever cheer and bind me

In constancy to her I love,

the girl I left behind me.


‘The Girl I Left Behind Me’ was a common military song and march in the eighteenth and nineteenth centuries. It is quite possible that both the words and tune are considerably older.

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