Blue Bell a wrong wants righting
Brave men must risk their lives
Foemen in arms are fighting
each for the victory strives
There on the hillside lying
there mid the guns loud roar
Blue Bell, your true love’s dying
calling for you once more
Goodbye my blue bell farewell to you
one last fond look into your eyes so blue
mid camp fires gleaming mid shot and shell
I will be dreaming of my own blue bell
