Shule, shule, shule-a-roo, 
Shule-a-rak-shak, shule-a-ba-ba-coo.
When I saw my Sally Babby Beal, 
Come bibble in the boo shy Lorey. 

Here I sit on Buttermilk Hill; 
Who could blame me, cry my fill;
Every tear would turn a mill, 
Johnny's gone for a soldier. 

Shule, shule, shule-a-roo, 
Shule-a-rak-shak, shule-a-ba-ba-coo.
When I saw my Sally Babby Beal, 
Come bibble in the boo shy Lorey. 

I sold my flax, I sold my wheel,
 to buy my love a sword of steel;
So it in battle he might wield, 
Johnny's gone for a soldier. 

Shule, shule, shule-a-roo, 
Shule-a-rak-shak, shule-a-ba-ba-coo.
When I saw my Sally Babby Beal, 
Come bibble in the boo shy Lorey. 

Oh my baby, oh, my love, 
Gone the rainbow, gone the dove.
Your father was my only love; 
Johnny's gone for a soldier. 

Shule, shule, shule-a-roo, 
Shule-a-rak-shak, shule-a-ba-ba-coo.
When I saw my Sally Babby Beal, 
Come bibble in the boo shy Lorey.