My brave Lenny sleeps in his faded coat of blue.
In a lonely grave unknown lies the heart that beats so true.
He sank faint and hungry among the famished waves.
And they laid him sad and lonely within his nameless grave.
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 given for the faded coat of blue.
He cried, give me water and just a little crumb.
And my mother, she will bless you through all the years to come.
Oh, tell my sweet sister, so gentle, good and true,
That I'll meet her up in Penn in my faded coat of blue.
No more the futile 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 given for the faded coat of blue.
He said, my dear comrades, you cannot take me home
But you'll mark my grave for mother, she'll find me if she comes.
I fear she'll not know me among the good and true.
When I meet her up in Pampin, my favorite 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 given for the faded coat of blue.
No dear one was nigh him to close his sweet blue eyes
And no gentle one was by him to give him sweet replies.
No stone marks the sod or my lad so brave and true.
In his lonely grave he sleeps in his faded coat of blue.
No more the beautiful 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 given for the painted coat of blue,
When a robe of white is given for the faded coat of blue.
