[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