Here the story
Many died a man in gray,
With honor glory and pride.
While the lying, killing Yankees were commiting homicide,
Under America's Caesar, Honest Abe.
Southern sons and their leaders true
Defended our states
From horrible fates
From northern coats of blue.
Brave were they, the robust few,
The grayer mist
fought with hand and fist
defending that which they knew.
The northern bigots told the South,
"We know best."
But they knew less
Than the Southerner and his civil mouth.
Fell to shame, did the Southern Cross.
The 13 stars,
And the blazing blue bars
heard the death cry of a nation lost.
General Lee, in all his splendor,
And Travellor, his horse,
Turned their course
T'ward Appomatox and surrender.
General Forrest, "Charge both ways," said he,
The noble guardian of the Tennessee,
Upon attending West Point said, the grandest general he would be.
The Warrior with the Cavalry.
Only president, Jefferson Davis,
From the Mississippi state,
Perhaps had the worse fate,
He heard his Southern brothers cry "Please save us!"
The Confederate general with the Cherokee Nation,
The last to surrender, and end
What we tend,
To call the War of Northern Aggerssion.
A Southern legacy, written in blood,
By the marauders in that blue uniform,
Because we refused to conform
To the northerners that started the Red Flood.
Here the story of the CSA,
Lee and his hoss'
The struggle lost,
Remember your heritage on the Confederate Memorial Day.