It is time to say goodbye, Dolly Grey.
It's no use to ask me why, Dolly Grey.
There's a murmur in the air; you can hear it everywhere:
It is time to do and dare, Dolly Grey.
Can you hear the sound of feet, Dolly Grey,
Marching in the village street, Dolly Grey,
It's the soldier boys so true in their uniforms so blue.
I must say goodbye to you, Dolly Grey.
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 soldier boys are marching and I can no longer stay.
Hark - I hear the bugle calling - goodbye, Dolly Grey.
Can you hear the sound of drums, Dolly Grey.
Back from war the regiment comes, Dolly Grey.
On your charming face so fair, I can see a look of fear
For your soldier boy's not there, Dolly Grey.
For the one you loved so well, Dolly Grey
In the midst of battle fell, Dolly Grey.
With his face towards the foe, you could hear him murmur low,
"I must say goodbye and go, Dolly Grey."
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 soldier boys are marching and I can no longer stay,
Hark - I hear the bugle calling -, goodbye, Dolly Grey.