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[Traditional]He was just a blue-eyed boston boyHis voice was low with painI'll do your bidding commrad mineIf i ride back againBut if you ride back and i am deadYou'll do as much for meMother, you know, must hear the newsSo write to her tenderlyShe's a-waiting at home like a patient saintHer fallen face paled with woeHer heart would be broken when i am goneI'll see her soon, i know.Just then the order came to chargeFor an instant hand touched handThey sayed "aye" and away they rodeThat brave and devoted bandStraight was the course to the top of the hillAnd the rebels they shot and shelledPlowed furroughs of death through the toiling ranksAnd guarded them as they fellThere soon was a horrible dying yellFrom heights that they could not gainSongtexteAnd those who doom and death had sparedRode slowly back againBut among the dead that were left on the hillWas the boy with curly hairThe tall dark man who fought by his sideLay dead beside him thereWell there was was no one to write to the blue-eyed girlThe words that her lover had saidWhile mother at home is awaiting her boyShe'll only know he's deadShe'll only know he's dead Aus Songtexte Mania