Uploaded June 2011 | Updated September 2026, 1 day ago

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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,
oh 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,
oh 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,
oh 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