Christopher Sean - Confederate Traitors lyrics

You say that I am a tribute to my race But I bet you say the same thing to the General's face I heard him say sometimes you bleed the bed But sister, I don't give a damn about anything he said Because the old world is falling And freedom is calling us out There's smoke on the horizon, and bullets underfoot Crossbow arrows hanging from the willows by the brook A lady's body floating, she's wearing nothing underneath And the shawl covering her face was woven in deceit Still the old world is falling And freedom is calling us out So lover, follow me, I've got a pistol on each hip Please just don't ask me how I got this limp God, he has a way to bring a body to himself Better a pain in my leg than a lifetime spent in hell We will cross the border now, a company in arms Our forces are growing by the hour, no cause for alarm But I won't leave you alone with these wicked boys I know what they say by the campfire, don't believe the noise Because the old world is falling And freedom is calling Yes, the old world has fallen And freedom is calling us out