The little toy dog
Is covered with dusts
But sturdy and staunch
He stands

And the little toy soldier
Is red with rusts
And his musket molds
In his hands

Time was
When the little toy dog was new
The soldier was passing there

And that was the time
When our little boy blue
Kissed them
And put them there

Now don't you go till I come, he said
Don't you make any noise
So toddling off to his trundle bed
He dreams of his pretty toys

And as he was dreaming
An angel's song awakened
Our little boy blue

Oh, the years are many
The years are long
But the little toy friends are true
Aye, faithful
To little boy blue they stand

Each in the same old place
Awaiting the touch of a little hand
And the smile of a little face

And they wonder
As waiting these long years through
In the dust of that little chair

What has become of our little boy blue
Since he kissed them and put them there