The Story of a Soldier

Bugles are calling from prairie to shore

Sign up and fall in, and march off to war

Blue grass and cotton, burnt and forgotten

All hope seems gone

So soldier march on to die

Bugles are calling from prairie to shore

Sign up and fall in, and march off to war

There in the distance a flag I can see

Scorched and in ribbons, but whose can it be?

How ends the story, whose is the glory

Ask if we dare, our comrades out there who sleep