Verse 1:
A boy bravely fights for his country,
A fond mother kneels down in pray'r;
He's fighting foul wrong as he forges along,
While for him she prays God's tend'rest care.
There's a little blue star in the window,
And to her it's a treasure untold,
But she watches afraid, for she fears it may fade,
That its color might change into gold.
Chorus:
What star is that high in the heaves,
That shines with a strong, steady light.
'Tis the soul of someone, his duty well done,
And all for his country and right.
Another name written in glory
With other great heroes enrolled,
When the little blue star in the window
Has turned to gold.
Verse 2:
A boy bravely died for his country,
Gor honor, for justice and right;
What more could he do for the Red, White and Blue
That was threatened by Tyranny's might?
But no mother can claim all the sorrow,
Nor the pride when his story is told,
He belongs to us all, not in vain did he fall,
Or the little blue star turn to gold.
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