THE WAR BETWEEN THE STATES PART TWO

ABE LINCOLN BLUES Man after man has wilted from the pressure and the stress Man after man has wilted from the pressure and the stress If I can't get me a fighting General I'll put my brains all on my desk I take freedom to give it Oh yes I see the irony I take freedom to give it oh yes I see the irony We're the first ones to really do it right It's all coming down to me All these chumps around me they just don't see what's at stake All these chumps around me they just don't see what's a stake You know that ruling's meant for people Not the whims royalty makes I don't want no epitaph don't want no gravestone by my hand I don't want no epitaph don't want no gravestone by my hand Oh no All I'm really wanting Is to unite this promised land Oh guitar America is Zion she ain't perfect yes I know America is Zion she ain't perfect yes I know But when it comes down to it Where the hell else you gonna go? Four score and seven years that's just a blink in history Four score and seven years that's just a blink in history And when the killing's over It's all coming down to me Oh I'll tell yah

DEATH IN AMERICA My Gettysburg nurse Takes care of me She is an angel She's the Virgin Mary This town stinks of death Rancid aftermath She reads Walt Whitman What a fucking bloodbath Oh man The Union, sir, means the world to me I'm a Pennsylvania boy American as can be Cut down by rebel fire Now I ain't got no knees Piles of bloody stumps Small price because we're free In America Death in America My Gettysburg nurse Glows in the night Her voice, a poem, soothes my plight Hospital bed It's a schoolroom floor I'll never walk through another door No way My Gettysburg nurse She held my hand I am just a soldier I am just a man July 8th Half past five She smiled at me And then I died For America Death in America

ANDERSONVILLE (instrumental)

AN EDUCATED MAN I'm an Ivy League colored in the 54 Now I'm living in a tent in '64 I teach these field hands how to read Their ways don't mean a thing to me Antietem gave Lincoln the where with all I'm a chamber music lover in this free for all But I can march and shoot 'cause I'm a man I'm going to gun down some South Carolinians I'm an educated man I'm a fixture up in Boston high society I enlisted, sir, to help to set my people free Took a boat down south it's hot as hell The southern women call me "n*****" while they're ringing on their bells Down a mile of beach Battery Wagner stands To reiterate I am an educated man But my knowledge won't mean a thing to me When I set foot into that killing spree I'm an educated man The first volley caught me in the eye The second one lodged in my thigh In pain I saw the colors fly I stood and rushed the bunker then I Barely missed a cannon blast One more musket ball might be my last I took a shell straight through my knee You bastards SET MY PEOPLE FREE I'm an educated man

SHERMAN'S MARCH Gone southern man Gone dixieland Sherman's march to the sea Black race finally set free Burn, Georgia, burn Cry, momma, cry Sherman's march to the sea Black race finally set free Gone, General Lee Gone, General Lee Sherman's march to the sea Black race finally set free

APPOMATTOX COURTHOUSE The winter nights were cold and wet We hadn't taken Richmond yet McClellan had us camped out there "Oh Be Joyful" curled me hair General Grant's got bloody hands The Wilderness will test a man I tripped on skulls of Federal Troops I kicked 'em with me Union boots Richmond's sacked and Lee is on the run Jeff Davis has evacuated, son Engaging rebels every day and night Appomattox Courthouse in me sight Bobby Lee was neat and pressed Ulysses Grant just looked a mess We took their guns and sent them home We drank and toasted northern bones I took the train to Maine and then I kissed me wife and punched me friends The whiskey cuts like heaven's knives I can't believe I'm still alive

LONG WALK HOME Feet on dirt I'm born to roam Getting on with the long walk home I see these white boys slinking south Old school belles they fill their mouths I wish I would see Massa Ted I'd put a bullet in his head "Fieldhand Slim" they did call me Until Lincoln set me free I'm getting out of Savanah Up through the Carolinas Up north up north I will go I never even seen the snow You fuckers best look out for me I'll show you what a former slave can be Sold my momma raped my wife Whipped me beat me took my life Blue coat black man broke my chains I'm never going back again These white boys pass as I head north Any city any port Feet on dirt I'm born to roam Getting on with the long walk home

RISING OUTLAW The sky's devoid of any trees I'm glad I still got two good knees There's a hole in my hand like Jesus Christ I'm a rebel fighting 'til my work is done Well they kilt my family and I dug the graves You can't turn off a fucking wave Still got my rifle I'll steal your horse You'll be staring down the barrel of my gun Fuck the US I must say It's not my country anyway The Second Revolution has come and gone Now I'm robbing trains out in the desert sun I'm a rising outlaw sling my guns I dream about my dead wife and my daughter and son I was hitching up my trusty mule When they burnt my family down I fought their war and truth be told I never thought that I could be so bold Now living with death is all I know I'm rebel pride riding into town Now fuck the generals Fuck the south Fuck the north and shut my mouth Fuck the frontier what's yours is mine I'm raining down lead like hail Fuck the indians Fuck the sky Fuck the earth and say goodbye When I strike you won't see me This war will never end This war will never end

ROSA PARKS WALTZ (instrumental)

FANDANGO What's the difference War is war Sacrificing All the poor Cannon fodder in the ranks Stones to swords Guns to tanks Dadless kids Rich man's game Leaving corpses And the blind and the lame Peace is respite War is life Poor man's burden And his wife And sonless mothers Power hungry Sick with rage Demand vengeance Blood be paid Death decreed Murdering Beyond bombast Cowards sing We sing We don't deserve good We just don't rate Thugs with weapons Thugs who hate Trapped and cornered Might be dead Fire at will BAYONETS Fandango