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Faded Coat of Blue - Buell Kazee
Written by：Traditional
My brave laddie sleeps in his faded coat of blue
In a lonesome silent grave lies the heart that beat so true
He fell faint and hungry among the famished brave
And they laid him sad and lonely within his sailor's grave
He cried
Give me water and just one little crumb
And my mother she 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 call 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 your faded coat of blue
Long long years have vanished and now he comes no more
Yet my anxious heart will start with each foot fall at my door
I gaze on the hilltop where he waved his last adieu
But no gallant lad I see in his faded coat of blue
No more the bugle call 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 your faded coat of blue
