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Credits
Lyric Credits: Donn Scott Shetler
Music Credits: Donn Scott Shetler
Producer Credits: Donn Scott Shetler
Publisher Credits: Donn Scott Shetler comonmon music BMI
Performance Credits: Donn Scott Shetler
Description
Short Song Description:
It's a Demo for a song I,ve been working on the "Southern Cross." Not really an apology although it may seem that way
Long Song Description:
The narrator is a confederate deserter Who's taking a circuitous route trying to get back home.
cutting across from Tennessee he runs into the yankees & gets mistaken for a bummer "these were guys who scavenged for the union army."
He ends up with Shermans march to Savannah so he's caught between two advancing union forces "Howard & Slocum"
trying to fake it long enough to get where he was heading Surrounded by destruction shermans bow tie refers to the train rails they heated and bent around trees to dead stop the rails.
We end up in present time and now were hearing from an observant ghost "They say the south will rise again "and that is a Martin Luther King quote of a quote from an old minister Lord, we are not what we oughta be ,
"Lord, we ain't what we want to be; we ain't what we ought to be; we ain't what we gonna be; but thank God we ain't what we was."
Story Behind the Song:
It's a Demo for a song I,ve been working on the "Southern Cross." Not really an apology although it may seem that way .
The narrator is a confederate deserter Who's taking a circuitous route trying to get back home.
cutting across from Tennessee he runs into the yankees & gets mistaken for a bummer "these were guys who scavenged for the union army."
He ends up with Shermans march to Savannah so he's caught between two advancing union forces "Howard & Slocum"
trying to fake it long enough to get where he was heading Surrounded by destruction shermans bow tie refers to the train rails they heated and bent around trees to dead stop the rails.
We end up in present time and now were hearing from an observant ghost "They say the south will rise again "and that is a Martin Luther King quote of a quote from an old minister Lord, we are not what we oughta be ,
"Lord, we ain't what we want to be; we ain't what we ought to be; we ain't what we gonna be; but thank God we ain't what we was."
Metadata
Song Length 3:46
Primary Genre Country-Americana
Secondary Genre Folk-Country
Tempo / Feel Medium Slow (91 - 110)
Lead Vocal Male Vocal
Subject Matter 1 Country, Nation
Subject Matter 2 Walking
Mood 1 Nonviolent
Mood 2 Moving
Similar Artist 1 Tom Waits
Similar Artist 2 Hank Williams
Language English
Era 1800 - 1899
Lyrics
Verse: Who will bear the Southern Cross ,Now that the battles is fought & lost
Seems the burden fall with the southern man
You can call my bluff , I wanna fold my hand.
Y'see I took off a runnin' down to Tennessee
by Gettysburg it was plain to me that the end was near for our rebel plan ,there was fire in the air & flames was on the land.
Chorus:
It was a time I remember well Atlanta burnin' & Richmond nearly fell with Sherman driven to the see Just so happened he was ridein' with me

Refrain: we ain't what we want to be; we ain't what we ought to be; we ain't what we gonna be; thank God we ain't what we was."
Verse:
I Joined with lee down in New Orleans traded gray for my old blue jeans, made my daddy proud my mama only cried
My Sweetheart Kissed me like I'd already died .
Chorus: I tried my best to make it back they took me for a bummer & they gave me sack from Atlanta to Savannah Howard right & Slocum left I'm in the middle tryin' to do my best.
Refrain:
Some say the south will rise again for them this war will never end .
you have a land now where freedom reigns there's a new day risin' From the mountains to the plains.
Chorus There was a time when I could not tell but I gotta say Y'all did pretty well with bussin up in Boston & Down in Selma too. Killed two presidents.
Chorus we ain't what we want to be; we ain't what we ought to be; we ain't what we gonna be; but thank God we ain't what we was."