Faded Coat of Blue
My brave boy sleeps in his faded coat of blue
In a lonely grave unknown lies a heart that beats so true
He sank faint and hungry among the spanish brave
And they laid him sad and lonely within his nameless grave
No more the bugle calls the weary one
Rest noble spirit in their graves unknown
For we'll find you and know you among the good and true
Where a robe of white is given for a faded coat of blue
He cried "give me water and just a little crumb
And my mother she will bless you through all the years to come
And tell my sweet sister so gentle good and true
That I'll meet her up in heaven in my faded coat of blue"
No more the bugle calls the weary one
Rest noble spirit in their graves unknown
For we'll find you and know you among the good and true
Where a robe of white is given for a faded coat of blue
No dear one was nigh him to close his mild blue eyes
No gentle voice was by him to give him sweet replies
No stone marks the lonely sod on a lad so brave and true
In a lonely grave he's sleeping in his faded coat of blue
No more the bugle calls the weary one
Rest noble spirit in their graves unknown
For we'll find you and know you among the good and true
Where a robe of white is given for a faded coat of blue
In a lonely grave unknown lies a heart that beats so true
He sank faint and hungry among the spanish brave
And they laid him sad and lonely within his nameless grave
No more the bugle calls the weary one
Rest noble spirit in their graves unknown
For we'll find you and know you among the good and true
Where a robe of white is given for a faded coat of blue
He cried "give me water and just a little crumb
And my mother she will bless you through all the years to come
And tell my sweet sister so gentle good and true
That I'll meet her up in heaven in my faded coat of blue"
No more the bugle calls the weary one
Rest noble spirit in their graves unknown
For we'll find you and know you among the good and true
Where a robe of white is given for a faded coat of blue
No dear one was nigh him to close his mild blue eyes
No gentle voice was by him to give him sweet replies
No stone marks the lonely sod on a lad so brave and true
In a lonely grave he's sleeping in his faded coat of blue
No more the bugle calls the weary one
Rest noble spirit in their graves unknown
For we'll find you and know you among the good and true
Where a robe of white is given for a faded coat of blue
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Writer(s): A.p. Carter
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