Songtexte Soldier, Soldier - Harry Belafonte

Oh, soldier, soldier will you marry me with your musket fife and drum?
Oh, how can I marry such a pretty girl as thee when I got no shoes to put on?

Off to the cobbler she did go as fast as she could run
Bought him a pair of the best that was there
And the soldier put them on

Now, soldier, soldier will you marry me with your musket fife and drum?
How can I marry such a pretty girl as thee when I got no socks to put on?

Off to the habber-dasher she did go as fast as she could run
Bought him a pair of the best that was there, and the soldier put them on

Soldier, soldier will you marry me with your musket fife and drum?
Oh, how can I marry such a pretty girl as thee when I got no pants to put on?

Off to the tailor she did go as fast as she could run
Bought him a pair of the best that was there
And the soldier put them on

Now, soldier, soldier will you marry me with your musket fife and drum?
Oh, how can I marry such a pretty girl as thee with a wife and a baby at home?