Memorial Day Night - Dead Confederate

Not right, just last night, Memorial Day night

Them tears they break, they streak her face

I don’t have the heart

So I stood like I could be good and bring her back

But I’m so empty now and lesser somehow

I don’t have the hear

So what’s left now that the truth is all out?

And you know you’re right on Memorial Day night

And we stood like we could be good and both live alone

But we’re so empty now and lesser somehow

And I have no heart