Charlottesville

Charlottesville
Copyright 2019 Mike Norris Music


Strangers came to our little mountain town
With hearts of rage they waved their torches all around
But the others were waiting there
Who came to hate them just the same
And blood spilled on the streets
And blood spilled in his name…

Well, I wonder what old Robert E. Lee would say
If he was there in Charlottesville that day.
Would he say, “Hell son, we lost that war a long long time ago
And all our boys who fought before
Are nothing more than ghosts…
May the Lord redeem our mortal souls
As we walk this crooked road…the road from here…
The road from Charlottesville.”

They shouted, “Tear his statue down”
But that wound just would not heal.
They swore the pain would never again
Reign over Charlottesville
But that day the devil tricked them
And it looked like he would win…
Never again…never again…

Well, I wonder what old Robert E. Lee would say
If he was there in Charlottesville that day.
Would he say, “Hell son, we lost that war a long long time ago
And all our boys who fought before
Are nothing more than ghosts…
May the Lord redeem our mortal souls
As we walk this crooked road…the road from here…
The road from Charlottesville.”

Look away…
Lord don’t look away from Charlottesville.