Here I sit on Buttermilk Hill
Who could blame me crying my fill
And every tear could turn a mill
Johnny has gone for a soldier

Me, oh my, I loved him so
Broke my heart to see him go
Only time will heal my woe
Johnny has gone for a soldier

Oh my baby, oh my love
Gone the raven, gone the dove
Your father was my own true love
Johnny has gone for a soldier

Sell my flax, sell my wheel
To buy my love a sword of steel
So that in battle he may wield
Johnny has gone for a soldier

I’ll dye my petticoat crimson red
Through thе world I’ll beg my bread
I’ll find my love alivе or dead
Johnny has gone for a soldier