^GIn the rattle of the battle came a whisper soft and low From a soldier who'd been wounded in the ^D7fray

I am ^Gdying Captain dying and I ^Cpray before I go You will ^D7give your promise ere I pass ^Gaway

Do not ^Cask me dear to linger for I ^Gknow not what to say When duty calls your sweetheart's name in ^D7vain

I hope your ^Gheart will not be crying if I'm ^Cnot among the dying I'll be ^D7with you when the roses bloom ^Gagain

Yes when the ^Croses bloom again beside the ^Griver And the robin redbreast sings it's sweet ^D7refrain

As in ^Gdays of Old Lang Syne I'll be ^Cwith you sweetheart mine I'll be ^D7with you when the roses bloom ^Gagain

Do not ^Cask me dear to linger for I ^Gknow not what to say When duty calls your sweetheart's name in ^D7vain

I hope your ^Gheart will not be crying if I'm ^Cnot among the dying I'll be ^D7with you when the roses bloom ^Gagain

Yes when the ^Croses bloom again beside the ^Griver And the robin redbreast sings it's sweet ^D7refrain

As in ^Gdays of Old Lang Syne I'll be ^Cwith you sweetheart mine I'll be ^D7with you when the roses bloom ^Gagain