For oh, for oh, my heart is breaking.
When I am gone, oh, prithee tell
The maid that, as I died, I loved her well! (Loading it.)
All (turning away, weeping).
Of life, alas! his leave he’s taking.
For, ah! his faithful heart is breaking.
When he is gone we’ll surely tell
The maid that, as he died, he loved her well.
(During chorus he has loaded pistol.)
Ralph.Be warned, my messmates all