GOD BLESS HER
Oh she turned me down last summer
For she said she didn't love me anymore;
But now she has written that she'll be my wife
An I've gone and joined the Flying Corps.
She has gone, let her go, God Bless her
She is mine wherever she may be
She may search this wide world over
But she'll never find another like me.
Oh there may come a change in the weather
And there may come a change in the sea.
And there may come a change all over
But there will never come a change in me.
She has gone, let her go, God Bless her.
She is mine wherever she may be
She may search this wide world over
But she'll have to fly to France to catch me.
Oh I've looked at the girls in New York
In London and gay Paris
And there’s one conclusion that I have got
There are other little fishes in the sea.
She has gone, let her go, God Bless her
She is mine wherever she may be
She wanted to marry a tin soldier
But a home-guard I never would be.
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