The Faded Coat of Blue

The Faded Coat of Blue - Buell Kazee

My brave lad sleeps in his faded coat of blue

In a lone and silent grave

Lies a heart that beats so true

He fell faint and hungry among the famished brave

And they laid him sad and

Lonely within' his nameless grave

He cried give me water and just one little crumb

And my mother he will bless

You in the many years to come

Oh tell my sweet sister

So gentle and so true

That I'll meet her up in

Heaven in my faded coat of blue

No more the bugle calls the weary one

Rest lonely spirit

In thy grave unknown

I'll know you and find you among the good and true

When a robe of white is

Given for the faded coat of blue

Long long years have vanished

And though he comes no more

Yet my anxious heart will

Start with each footfall at my door

I gaze o'er the hilltop where he waved a last adieu

But no gallant lad I see in his faded coat of blue

No more the bugle calls the weary one

Rest lonely spirit in thy grave unknown

I'll know you and find you among the good and true

When the robe of white is

Given for the faded coat of blue