Lyrics:
A Spanish cavalier stood in his retreat,
And on his guitar play'd a tune, dear,
The music so sweet, they'd ofttimes repeat,
The blessing of my country and you, dear.
chorus:
Say, darling, say, when I'm far away,
Sometimes you may think of me, dear.
Bright sunny days will soon fade away.
Remember what I say and be true, dear.
I'm off to war; to the war I must go
To fight for my country and you, dear,
But if I should fall, in vain I would call,
The blessing of my country and you, dear.
When the war is o'er to you I'll return;
Back to my country and you, dear,
But if I be slain you must seek me in vain;
Upon the battlefield you will find me.
