Blue-Eyed Boston Boy
Mark Erelli
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D He was just a blue eyed Boston boy A His voice was low with pain E D I'll do your bidding comrade mine A If I ride back again E A But if you ride on and I should fall E You'll do as much for me A D Mother at home is awaiting the news E A So write her tenderly
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E D She is waiting at home like a patient saint A Her fond face pale with woe E D Her heart will be broken when I am dead A I'll see her face no more E A Just then the order came to charge E For a moment hand touched hand A D They answered "Aye" and away they rode E A That brave and devoted band
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E D Straight way was the course to the top of the hill A And the rebels with shot and shell E D Ploughed furrows of death through the toiling ranks A And guarded them as they fell E A There soon came a horrible dying sound E From the heights they could not gain A D And those that doom and death had spared E A Rode slowly back again
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E D But among the dead at the top of the hill A Was the boy with the golden hair E D And the tall dark man that rode by his side A Lay still beside him there E A There was no one to write to his blue-eyed girl E The words that her lover had said A D And mother at home is awaiting the news E A She'll only find he's dead A D While mother at home is awaiting the news E A She'll only find he's dead
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