WALKING ON THE GREEN GRASS

(trad. Appalachian)

	We'll go walking on the green grass
	Adist, adist, adist;
	Come all ye pretty fair maids
	And walk along with us.
	So pretty and so fair as
	You take yourselves to be,
	I'll choose you for a partner,
	Come walk along with me.

I would not marry a blacksmith
That smuts his nose and chin,
I'd rather marry a soldier boy
Who marches through the wind
A soldier boy, a soldier boy,
A soldier boy for me;
If ever I get married,
A soldier's wife I'll be!

	We'll go walking ...

I would not marry a doctor,
He's always killing the sick;
I'd rather marry a soldier boy
That marches double quick,
A soldier boy, a soldier boy,
A soldier boy for me;
If ever I get married,
A soldier's wife I'll be!

	We'll go walking ...

I wouldn't marry a farmer-
He's always selling grain;
I'd rather marry a soldier boy
Who marches in the rain.
A soldier boy, a soldier boy,
A soldier boy for me;
If ever I get married,
A soldier's wife I'll be!

	We'll go walking ...

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