My Sweet Kathleen
She was a beauty my sweet Kathleen
With auburn hair and eyes of emerald green
I can see her there waiting for me
Back at our home in Kentucky
She didn’t want me to go that day
She cried so when she saw me dressed in gray
I kissed her and said goodbye
Telling her I’d be back and not to cry
Through every battle her face was in front of me
Kept me going for I knew she was home waiting for me
I did come back a broken man
Weary and wounded with only one leg I can now stand
I’m not the man I used to be
I wondered if she still would love me
I stepped off the train and the first face I see
Was my sweet Kathleen waving and running to me
No longer do I feel like half a man
With my sweet Kathleen by my side it is proud I stand
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