Two Soldiers

[Traditional] He was just a blue-eyed boston boy His voice was low with pain I'll do your bidding commrad mine If i ride back again But if you ride back and i am dead You'll do as much for me Mother, you know, must hear the news So write to her tenderly She's a-waiting at home like a patient saint Her fallen face paled with woe Her heart would be broken when i am gone I'll see her soon, i know. Just then the order came to charge For an instant hand touched hand They sayed "aye" and away they rode That brave and devoted band Straight was the course to the top of the hill And the rebels they shot and shelled Plowed furroughs of death through the toiling ranks And guarded them as they fell There soon was a horrible dying yell From heights that they could not gain And those who doom and death had spared Rode slowly back again But among the dead that were left on the hill Was the boy with curly hair The tall dark man who fought by his side Lay dead beside him there Well there was was no one to write to the blue-eyed girl The words that her lover had said While mother at home is awaiting her boy She'll only know he's dead She'll only know he's dead