Words Music by C.E. Snow On the raging field of battle in a dugout dark and cold Lies a soldier in tears and wracked with pain We gathered close beside him as our Captain said a prayer We knew his chance to live was all in vain He opened up his big blue eyes ans smiled thro flowing tears These last few words then to our Captain told In this pocket by my heart, sir, is a message, send it please And with it send this little band of gold Chorus I promised you sweetheart someday Id meet you Your tender form close to my heart Id fold But Ill never keep that promise, I have trod the last long mile But Im sending you your little band of gold We laid him down in silence, twas so hard to leave him there Our hearts were heavy as we walked away But we know tonight in Heaven theres another soldier boy Wholl be marked a hero on that Judgement Day We wrote his dear old mother, sent his love to folks back home And told her God had called him to the Fold And the message to his darling we so carefully mailed away With his picture and her little band of gold Chorus
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