Henry's Songbook

There's a house on the outside of town
Where the ladies they dress so fine
We stopped there on our way but I had no means to pay
'Cause the ladies are the loving kind

My comrades they all went inside
And the ladies they soon complied
I lay down alone to wait for the dawn
The ground it was cold and hard

It was late when she came to me
As I lay there in misery
She took me to her room and she made me feel so warm
Lady, you're a sweet memory

'Cause tomorrow I ride to the war
Where many have gone before
My brothers have gone and I must follow on
God knows what we're fighting for

Keep the lamp in your window burning bright
And I'll watch it till we ride out of sight
And if I lose the track when I'm trying to make it back
I'll be guided by your loving light

'Cause who's to say if it's right or if it's wrong
When a lady is the loving kind
It don't matter much to me what you are or used to be
'Cause lady you lay sweet on my mind

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