Judy Collins - Shule Aroon

Shule shule, shule aroon
Shule the agaragar, shule the coon
Shule shule shule aroon
I don't think that anyone should tie me oh

Here I sit on Buttermilk Hill
Weep I will and weep my fill
Every tear would turn a mill
Johnny is gone for a soldier

Shule shule, shule aroon
Shule the agaragar, shule the coon
Shule shule shule aroon
I don't think that anyone should tie me oh

I'll send my flax sell my meal
Sell my only spinnin' wheel
Buy my love a sword of steel
Johnny's gone for a soldier

Shule shule, shule aroon
Shule the agaragar, shule the coon
Shule shule shule aroon
I don't think that anyone should tie me oh

Loved him oh I loved him so
Broke my heart to see him go
Only time can heal my woe
Johnny's gone for a soldier

Shule shule, shule aroon
Shule the agaragar, shule the coon
Shule shule shule aroon
I don't think that anyone should tie me oh

I sold my flax and my meal
Sold my only spinnin' wheel
Now he's dead upon the field
Johnny's gone for a soldier

Shule shule, shule aroon
Shule the agaragar, shule the coon
Shule shule shule aroon
I don't think that anyone should tie me oh

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DP, JUDY COLLINS

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