Broken-hearted I’ll wander
For the loss of my lover
He is my bonny light horseman
In the wars he was slain.

When Boney commanded
His army to stand,
He leveled his cannon
Right over the land
He leveled his cannon
His victory to gain
And slew my light horseman
On the way coming in.

Broken-hearted I’ll wander
Broken-hearted I’ll remain
Since my bonny light horseman
In the wars he was slain.

And if I was a small bird
And had wings to fly
I would fly o’er the salt seas
To where my love does lie.
And with my fond wings I’d
Beat over his grave,
And kiss the pale lips that
Lie cold in the clay

Broken-hearted I’ll wander
Broken-hearted I’ll remain
Since my bonny light horseman
In the wars he was slain.

Now the dove she laments for
Her mate as she flies.
“Tell me where, oh, tell me where is
My true love,” she cries.
And where in this wide world
Is there one to compare
With my bonny light horseman
Who was slain in the war.

Broken-hearted I’ll wander
Broken-hearted I’ll remain
Since my bonny light horseman
In the wars he was slain.

When Boney commanded
His army to stand,
He leveled his cannon
Right over the land
He leveled his cannon
His victory to gain
And slew my light horseman
On the way coming in.

Broken-hearted I’ll wander
For the loss of my lover
He is my bonny light horseman
In the wars he was slain.