Coll. by M.C. Parler
Fred High High, Ark Jan. 25, 1960
Reel 349, Item 3
Just before brave Custer's charge,
Two soldiers drew their reins,
With their parting words and a clasp of hands That they might never meet again.
One had blue eyes and curly hair,
Just nineteen years ago,
With downs on his chin and his cheeks so fair,
He was only a boy, you know.
The other was a tall and a slendry lad,
And his voice was grim,
And he trusted in the one that he loved so well, For she was ail this world to him.
Upon my breast I have a face,
I'll wear it in the fight,
A face that is all the world to me,
And it shines like the morning light,
Like a morning light was her love to me,
For she cherished a lovely smile,
And little have I cared for another face Since she promised to be my wife.
Will you write to her, Charlie, when I am gone, Send back that fair, fond face,
And tell her gently how I died,
And where was my resting place.
Tears filled the eyes of the blue-eyed boy,
And his sad heart filled with pain.
I'll do your biddings, brave comrade mine,
If we never do meet again.
But if I get killed and you ride back,
Will you do as much for me?
I have a mother who is waiting at home
And she's all this world to me.
One by one she lost us all,
She's lost both husband and son,
And I was the last that her country called And she kissed me and sent me on.
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Just then the orders come to charge,
With an instant clasp of hands,
And on and on they rode,
This brave and devoted band.
They returned from the hill but they could not gain
For one of the gathering gloom
Where the Indian shot like hail
And they poured out death on Custer's ranks
And scalped them as they fell.
Among the dead who were left behind Was the boy with curly hair,
And the tali dark form that rode by his side Lie dead beside him there.
No one left to tell the blue-eyed girl The last word that her lover had said,
But the aged mother who's waiting at home Will learn that her boy is dead.
"That's all of it."
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