The last good men of the South march to the beating drums of war.
Tired and weary from the weight that is placed on their shoulders a solider fights one last good fight for justice and liberty.
Oh how brave the last good men of the South March to the beating drums of war.
Their weary hearts yearn for the warm embrace of their kin.
But yet they find them self’s among a blood soaked field to fight the last fight for freedom and justice.
Which brings them a sweetness of joy. Knowing this is the final push.
Oh How brave the last good men of the South march to the beating drums .
May your battle be swift may your battle be just and in the name of liberty May you rest well.
Because you are the last good men of the South.