Seeing this article on women who disguised themselves as men in order to fight in the Civil War brought this old chestnut from Peter Paul & Mary:
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Lyrics:
The Cruel War is raging, Johnny has to fight
I want to be with him from morning to night.
I want to be with him, it grieves my heart so,
Won't you let me go with you?
No, my love, no.
Tomorrow is Sunday, Monday is the day
That your Captain will call you and you must obey.
Your captain will call you it grieves my heart so,
Won't you let me go with you?
No, my love, no.
I'll tie back my hair, men's clothing I'll put on,
I'll pass as your comrade, as we march along.
I'll pass as your comrade, no one will ever know.
Won't you let me go with you?
No, my love, no.
Oh Johnny, oh Johnny, I fear you are unkind
I love you far better than all of mankind.
I love you far better than words can e're express
Won't you let me go with you?
Yes, my love, yes.
Yes, My Love, Yes.
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I learned this at camp, and there was an additional verse (I have no clue where this came from):
The Cruel War is over and Johnny has come home,
But his head's bowed in sorrow, for he walks alone.
She died in the battle and no one will ever know.
Won't you let me go with you?
No, my love, no.
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Ruv Peter Paul and KIM Jong Un!
Dear Mr Steve Krodman! Hi. My name is Mubashir Zaidi and I am a Pakistani writer and journalist.
I am a lover of short short fiction and bought your book from Amazon. I am planning to publish a book of translated short stories. I have selected one hundred short short stories from different sources and books and converting them into Urdu. I have selected some of your stories and actually writing you to get your permission.
Would you please allow me? I would acknowledge you in my book and promise to send you its copies as soon as it published. I would wait for your reply impatiently.
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