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