Lyrics
Once I slept on a feather bed
With blankets wool and warm
Now I'm glad to lay my head
On a cloak that's old and torn
So sing with me a merry catch
As summer days will come
My love, he is a soldier boy
So I'm following the drum
My love, he is a soldier boy
So I'm following the drum
Writer(s): Rael Jones
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