My brave lad sleeps in his faded coat of blue In a lonely grave unknown lies the heart that beat so true He sank faint and hungry among the famish'd brave And they laid him sad and lonely within his nameless grave No more the bugle calls the weary one Rest, noble spirit in thy grave unknown I'll find you and know you among the good and true When a robe of white is giv'n for the faded coat of blue ♪ He cried, "Give me water and just a little crumb" And my mother, she will bless you thro' all the years to come Oh, 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 thy grave unknown I'll find you and know you among the good and true When a robe of white is giv'n for the faded coat of blue ♪ Long, long years have vanished, and though he comes no more Yet my heart will startling beat with each footfall at my door I gaze o'er the hill 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, noble spirit in thy grave unknown I'll find you and know you among the good and true When a robe of white is giv'n for the faded coat of blue