I have come to say goodbye, Dolly Gray,
It's no use to ask me why, Dolly Gray,
There's a murmur in the air, you can hear it everywhere,

It is time to do and dare, Dolly Gray;
So if you hear the slap of feet, Dolly Gray,
Sounding through the village street, Dolly Gray,

Tis the tramp of soldiers true in their uniforms of blue,
I must say goodbye to you, Dolly Gray.


Goodbye, Dolly, I must leave you, though it breaks my heart to go,
Something tells me I am needed at the front to fight the foe;
See the boys in blue are marching, and I can no longer stay,

Hark! I hear the bugle calling, goodbye, Dolly Gray.

Hear the rolling of the drums, Dolly Gray,

Back from war the regiment comes, Dolly Gray,
On your lovely face so fair, I can see a look of fear,
For your soldier boy's not there, Dolly Gray;

For the one you love so well, Dolly Gray,
In the midst of battle fell, Dolly Gray,
With his face toward the foe, as he died he murmured low,

I must say goodbye and go, Dolly Gray.

Goodbye, Dolly, I must leave you, though it breaks my heart to go,

Something tells me I am needed at the front to fight the foe;
See the boys in blue are marching, and I can no longer stay,
Hark! I hear the bugle calling, goodbye, Dolly Gray.