My brave laddie sleeps in his faded coat of blue,
In a lonely grave unknown lies the heart that beat so true
He sank, faint and hungry, among the famished brave,
And they laid him sad and lonely within a nameless grave
cho: No more the bugle calls the weary one;
Rest, noble spirit, in a grave unknown
I will find you and know you among the brave and true
When 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 for all the days to come
Tell my sweet little sister, so good and kind and true,
That I'll meet her up in Heaven in my faded coat of blue"
cho:
Long, long years have vanished, and though he comes no more,
Yet my heart with faltering beats at each footfall at the door
I gaze at the hill where he waved his last adieu
But no gallant lad I see in his faded coat of blue
cho:
No sweet voice was there breathing soft a mother's prayer,
But there's One who takes the brave and the true in tender care
No stone marks the sod o'er my lad so brave and true
In his lonely grave he sleeps in his faded coat of blue
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