C  F   C

C       G               F
He was just a blue-eyed Boston boy
                       C
His voice was low with pain
     G               F
I'll do your bidding comrade mine
               C
If I ride back again
    G                    C
But if you ride back and I am left
       G
You'll do as much for me
           C         F
Mother you know must hear the news
                    C    G C  F C
So write to her tenderly
      G                      F
She's waiting at home like a patient saint
                        C
Her fond face pale with woe
    G                    F
Her heart will be broken when I am gone
                    C
I'll see her soon I know
     G              C
Just then the order came to charge
       G
For an instance hand touched hand
G                 F
They said aye and away they rode
                       C   G  C  F  C  G  C  F  C
That brave and devoted band
         G                    F
Straight was the track to the top of the hill
                         C
The rebels they shot and shelled
       G          C
Plowed furrows of death
            F
Through the toiling ranks
                         C
And guarded them as they fell
G                          C
There soon came a horrible dying yell
     G
>From heights that they could not gain
              C         F
And those who doom and death had spared
                 C    G  C  F  C   G  C  F C
Rode slowly back again
    G                        F
But among the dead that were left on the hill
                           C
Was the boy with the curly hair
    G                 F
The tall dark man who rode by his side
                    C
Lay dead beside him there
        G                      C
There's no one to write to the blue-eyed girl
    G
The words that her lover had said
          C     F
Momma you know awaits the news
F                         C
And she'll only know he's dead