[Verse]
N.C.
I m going far away
N.C.
Far away from poor Jeanette
N.C.
There s no one left to love me now
And you too may forget
But my heart will be with you
Wherever you may go
Can you look me in the face and say the same, Jeano?
[Verse]
When you wear the jacket red,
Or the beautiful ade
I fear you will forget all of the promises we made
With your gun upon your shoulder
And your saber by your side
You ll be taking some fine lady
And be making her your bride
[Verse]
Oh if I were queen of France
Or still better Pope of Rome
I d have no fighting men abroad
Nor weeping maids at home
All the world should be at peace
And the right should be the might
I d have those that made the quarreling
The only ones to fight
Oh if I were queen of France
Or still better Pope of Rome
I d have no fighting men abroad
Nor weeping maids at home
All the world should be at peace
And the right should be the might
I d have those that made the quarreling
The only ones to fight
