Blue-Eyed Boston Boy
Mark Erelli
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E E7 Em7 C D E7 Em7 C D E [Verse]D He was just a blue eyed Boston boyA His voice was low with painE D I'll do your bidding comrade mineA If I ride back againE A But if you ride on and I should fallE You'll do as much for meA D Mother at home is awaiting the newsE A So write her tenderly [Verse]E She is waiting at home like aD patient saintA Her fond face pale with woeE D Her heart will be broken when I am deadContinúa después del anuncioA I'll see her face no moreE A Just then the order came to chargeE For a moment hand touched handA They answered "Aye" and away theyD rodeE A That brave and devoted band [Verse]E Straight way was the course to theD top of the hillA And the rebels with shot and shellE Ploughed furrows of death throughD the toiling ranksA And guarded them as they fellE A There soon came a horrible dying soundE From the heights they could not gainA D And those that doom and death had sparedE A Rode slowly back again [Verse]E D But among the dead at the top of the hillA Was the boy with the golden hairE D And the tall dark man that rode by his sideA Lay still beside him thereE There was no one to write to hisA blue-eyed girlE The words that her lover had saidA D And mother at home is awaiting the newsE A She'll only find he's deadA D While mother at home is awaiting the newsE A She'll only find he's dead