Shule, shule, shule-a-roo,
Shule-a-rak-shak, shule-a-ba-ba-coo.
When I saw my sally babby beal,
Come bibble in the boo shy lorey.

Here I sit on buttermilk hill;
Who could blame me, cry my fill;
Every tear would turn a mill,
Johnnys gone for a soldier.

Shule, shule, shule-a-roo,
Shule-a-rak-shak, shule-a-ba-ba-coo.
When I saw my sally babby beal,
Come bibble in the boo shy lorey.

I sold my flax, I sold my wheel,
To buy my love a sword of steel;
So it in battle he might wield,
Johnnys gone for a soldier.

Shule, shule, shule-a-roo,
Shule-a-rak-shak, shule-a-ba-ba-coo.
When I saw my sally babby beal,
Come bibble in the boo shy lorey.

Oh my baby, oh, my love,
Gone the rainbow, gone the dove.
Your father was my only love;
Johnnys gone for a soldier.

Shule, shule, shule-a-roo,
Shule-a-rak-shak, shule-a-ba-ba-coo.
When I saw my sally babby beal,
Come bibble in the boo shy lorey.