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