I am a soldier of the Republic.

1. I am a soldier of the Republic, ; My little scepter shines at my side, ; The handle of my little scepter is a red rose, ; My lover's name is written on it. ; ; 2. Why should I wait for Saturday night, ; If my baby doesn't come to comfort me, ; I comfort myself as best I can, ; I pity my old lover. ; ; 3. Why should I go to church tomorrow, ; If my baby doesn't see me in the line, ; Not in the line, not at the edge of the line, ; She is already resting in the rose-colored cemetery.