Stephen Foster — Willie Has Gone to the War

(Verse 1) The bluebird is singing his lay To all the sweet flowers of the dale The wild bee is roaming at play And soft is the sigh of the gale I stray by the brookside alone Where oft we have wandered before And weep for my loved one, my own My Willie has gone to the war (Chorus) Willie has gone to the war Willie, Willie, my loved one, my own Willie has gone to the war Willie, my loved one, has gone (Verse 2) 'Twas here, where the lily bells grow I last saw his noble young face And now while he's gone to the foe Oh, dearly I love the old place The whispering waters repeat The name that I love o'er and o'er And daisies that nod at my feet Say Willie has gone to the war (Chorus) Willie has gone to the war Willie, Willie, my loved one, my own Willie has gone to the war Willie, my loved one, has gone (Verse 3) The leaves of the forest will fade The roses will wither and die But spring to our home in the glade On fairylike pinions will fly And still I will hopefully wait The day when these battles are o'er And pine like a bird for its mate Till Willie comes home from the war (Chorus) Willie has gone to the war Willie, Willie, my loved one, my own Willie has gone to the war Willie, my loved one, has gone