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For each has acted well his part, yet still, in truth, I say, The bravest of the brave are those who wear a suit of gray.
Chorus.
Tho' torn and faded be each coat, their buttons tarnish'd
too, I know beneath each soldier's dress a Southern heart beats
true; We honor ev'ry gallant son who fights for us to-day, And heav'n protect the noble boys who wear the suit of
gray.
Chorus.
They bravely strike for freedom, and on the battle-field, They 're the first to strike a blow, they are the last to yield; At Eichmond and Manassas who was it won the day ? It was our noble Southern boys, all clad in suits of gray.
Chorus.
God bless our Southern soldiers! for each we breathe a
prayer, And over ev'ry fallen son we shed a mourner's tear! Oh, sacred be the grave of those who died so far away, And honor'd be each one who sleeps clad in a suit of gray.
(Omit chorus.)
'Round ev'ry patriot soldier's brow the laurel wreath enÂtwines, And 'round the battle-flag they bear a ray of glory shines, And when the foe is conquer'd, with pride we then will say, "All honor to the noble boys who wore the suit of gray."
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