Rebel Undead March

The soldiers rise with dust in their eyes Their bones are marchin' 'neath the Southern skies [Chorus] It's the ragged rebel, ragged rebel dead Moanin', moanin', moanin' they ain't truly dead It's the ragged rebel, ragged rebel dead Groanin', groanin', groanin' out the fearsome thread In moonlit fields, they clutch their rusted guns Not yet at peace, though many suns have run [Verse 2] Their tattered flags, still stained with long-lost fights They hunger for another chance to light [Chorus] It's the ragged rebel, ragged rebel dread Marchin', marchin', marchin', to the beat of death