
Date of issue: 10.07.2006
Song language: English
Rebels Goodbye |
Oh the lilies were laid on the marble in the field where the ancestors lay |
And the forest was dark and primeval but the boughs seemed to cradle as they |
swayed |
And the church choir sang hallelujah, and the vernal breeze whispered a sigh |
Watch the brethren all stand, praise their God, raise your hand |
Tow the bell for the Rebel’s goodbye |
When the boots hit the dirt in formation the mood was determined and bright |
And a young, hopeful boy at the station watched the train carry troops to the |
fight |
But the generals died by assassins, the battalions dispersed on the fly |
And they paid for their sins with the blood of their kin |
Tow the bell for the Rebel’s goodbye |
In the dark heathen barracks of failure where the tormenters wait for the night |
And the sheltering sky hears their lost, tattered cries |
Tow the bell for the Rebel’s goodbye |