paroles de chanson The Deserter - Martin Carthy
I
was
once
young
and
foolish
like
many
lads
here
I
am
fond
of
my
rambling
and
I
am
fond
of
my
beer
But
if
I
had
my
own
home
and
my
sweet
liberty
I′d
do
no
more
soldiering
neither
by
land
nor
by
sea
Now
the
first
time
I
deserted
and
I
thought
myself
free
Until
my
cruel
comrade
informed
against
me
I
was
quickly
followed
after,
I
was
brought
back
with
speed
Laid
in
the
king's
guardroom,
heavy
irons
put
on
me
Court
marshal,
court
marshal
was
very
soon
got
And
the
sentence
passed
on
me
was
that
I
was
to
be
shot
May
the
Lord
have
mercy
on
them
for
their
sad
cruelty
For
now
the
king′s
duty
lies
heavy
on
me
You
take
off
those
heavy
irons
and
you
let
him
go
free
And
he'll
prove
a
brave
soldier
for
his
queen
and
country
You
take
off
those
heavy
irons
and
you
let
him
go
free
And
he'll
prove
a
brave
soldier
for
his
king
and
country
But
if
I
had
my
own
home
and
my
sweet
liberty
I′d
do
no
more
soldiering
neither
by
land
nor
by
sea
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