Goodbye (from The White Horse Inn)

My heart is broken, but what care I? Such pride inside me has spoken,
I shall do my best not to cry, by and by,
When the final farewells must be spoken
I'll join the legion, that's what I'll do, and in some far distant region,
Where human hearts are staunch and true; I shall start my life anew

Goodbye, it's time I sought a foreign clime,
Where I may find there are hearts more kind than I leave behind
And so I go to fight the savage foe,
Although I know that I'll be sometimes missed by the girls I've kissed

In some Abyssinian, French dominion I shall do my bit,
And fall for the flag if I must
Where the desert sand is nice and sandy, I 'll be full of grit,
You won't see my heels for the dust

I'll do or die, you'll know the reason why when told,
Of bold Leopold's last stands for the fatherland

Goodbye Goodbye I wish you all a last "Goodbye"
Goodbye Goodbye I wish you all a last "Goodbye"