Bad news has come to town,
Bad news is carried;
Some say my love is dead,
Some say she’s married.
As I was a pond’ring on this,
I took to weeping.
They stole my love a way
While I was sleepin’.
Love, here’s a ring of gold;
Long years I’ve kept it.
Madam, it’s for your sake;
Will you accept it?
When you the posey read,
Pray, think on the giver.
Madam, remember me,
For I’m undone forever.
Then away went this brave youth,
And embarked on the ocean.
To free Americay
Was his intention.
He landed in Quebec
With all his party,
The city to attack,
Being brave and hearty.
He drew his army up
In lines so pretty
On the Plains of Abraham,
Back of the city.
At a distance from the town
Where the French would meet him
In double numbers who
Resolved to beat him.
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Montcalm and this brave
Youth together walk`ed.
Between two armies they,
Like brothers, talk`ed
‘Til each one took his post
And did retire.
It was then these numerous hosts
Commenced their fire.
Little did he think
Death was so near him.
Yes, little did he think
Death was so near him,
When shot down from his horse
Was this, our hero.
We’ll long lament his loss
In tears of sorrow.
He rais`ed up his head
When the cannon did rattle,
And to his aide he said,
“How goes the battle?"
“His aide-de-camp replied,
“It’s ended in our favor."
Then says this brave youth,
“I quit this earth with pleasure.”
Bad news has come to town,
Bad news is carried;
Some says my love is dead,
Some say she’s married.
As I was a pond’ring on this,
I took to weeping.
They stole my love a way
While I was sleepin’.
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