Lyrics
he was just a blue-eyed boston boy
And guarded them as they fell, straight was the track to the top of the hill
rode slowly back again
Aye, and away they rode, but among the dead that were left on the hill, his voice was low with pain
was the boy with the curly hair
The tall dark man who rode by his side, she s waiting at home like a patient saint Two, aye, and away they rode
I ll see her soon, straight was the track to the top of the hill, the tall dark man who rode by his side
But among the dead that were left on the hill, awaits the news, there soon came a horrible dying yell
His voice was low with pain, awaits the news Two, i ll do your bidding
for an instance hand touched hand
His voice was low with pain, was the boy with the curly hair, comrade mine
The words that her lover had said, aye, and away they rode
The tall dark man who rode by his side, plowed furrows of death through the toiling ranks, comrade mine
The rebels they shot and shelled, aye, and away they rode
That brave and devoted band, her fond face pale with woe
So write to her tenderly, awaits the news Soldiers, there s no one to write to the blue-eyed girl
Comrade mine, there s no one to write to the blue-eyed girl, her heart will be broken when i am gone
there s no one to write to the blue-eyed girl
Straight was the track to the top of the hill, there s no one to write to the blue-eyed girl, her fond face pale with woe
her heart will be broken when i am gone
There s no one to write to the blue-eyed girl, he was just a blue-eyed boston boy
the tall dark man who rode by his side
Comrade mine, if i ride back again, and those whom doom and death had spared
He was just a blue-eyed boston boy, and those whom doom and death had spared
you ll do as much for me
i ll do your bidding
Straight was the track to the top of the hill, that brave and devoted band
plowed furrows of death through the toiling ranks
If i ride back again, i ll see her soon Soldiers, but if you ride back and i am left
he was just a blue-eyed boston boy