[Chorus] Boys that held him dear Do your weeping now All you loved of him lies here Do your weeping now [Verse 1] Brought to the earth The arrogant brow And the withering tongue Do your weeping now [Verse 2] Sing whatever songs are sung Wind whatever wreath For a playmate perished young For a spirit who's spent in death [Chorus] Boys that held him dear Do your weeping now All you loved of him lies here Do your weeping now Do