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My Love’s in Germany

[ Roud V39245 ; Mudcat 33093 ; Hector McNeill (1794)]

Vin Garbutt sang My Love’s in Germany in 1975 on his Trailer album The Young Tin Whistle Pest.

Silly Wizard sang My Love’s in Germany in 1976 on their eponymous first album on the Transatlantic/XTRA label, Silly Wizard. This track was also included in 2004 on the anthology Transatlantic Folk Box Set.

The Tannahill Weavers sang My Love’s in Germanie in 1976 on their Plant Life album Are Ye Sleeping Maggie.

The Wassailers sang My Love’s in Germany in 1978 on their eponymous Fellside album, Wassailers. They noted:

A book entitled Old Scottish Ditties yielded this song. The tune is that of Ye Jacobites By Name.

Michell, Pfeiffer & Kulesh sang My Love’s in Germany on their 2024 album Flowers.

Lyrics

The Wassailers sing My Love’s in Germany

My love’s in Germany,
    Send him home, send him home,
Oh, my love’s in Germany,
    Send him home.
My love’s in Germany,
Fighting for royalty.
He may ne’er his Jeannie see,
    Send him home, send him home,
He may ne’er his Jeannie see,
    Send him home.

He’s as brave as brave can be,
    Send him home, send him home,
Oh, he’s as brave as brave can be,
    Send him home.
He’s as brave as brave can be,
He would rather fight than flee,
But his life is dear to me,
    Send him home, send him home,
But his life is dear to me,
    Send him home.

Our foes are ten to three,
    Send him home, send him home,
Oh, our foes are ten to three,
    Send him home.
Our foes are ten to three,
He must either fight or flee
In the cause of loyalty,
    Send him home, send him home,
In the cause of loyalty,
    Send him home.

Your love ne’er learnt to flee,
    Bonnie dame, bonnie dame,
Oh, your love ne’er learnt to flee,
    Bonnie dame.
Your love ne’er learnt to flee,
But he fell in Germany,
Fighting for royalty,
    Bonnie dame, bonnie dame,
Fighting for royalty,
    Bonnie dame.

He’ll ne’er come o’er the sea,
    Willie’s slain, Willie’s slain,
Oh, he’ll ne’er come o’er the secs,
    Willie’s slain.
He’ll ne’er come o’er the SSE,
To his love and ain country,
The world’s no more for me,
    Willie’s slain, Willie’s slain,
Oh, he world’s no more for me,
    Willie’s slain.

repeat first verse