Lyrics

Daddy is a’gone to Lexington
to kiss the ground where Jackson’s laid
Crawling on his hands and his knees,
His head bowed with a holy weight

Daddy is a’gone to Chancellorsville
To pray where Jackson fell
The stones built a monument
his glory to retell

We beat the horse til it was gone
Then set it all in glass
John Brown is mouldering in the grave
Enwreathed in golden grass

Daddy is a’gone to Appomattox
To mourn the rebel flag
And cry for the Carolina boys
He’ll be right there ‘til Lee’s return
His heels dug in ‘til Lee’s return
Stonewall

We beat the horse til it was gone
Then set it all in glass
John Brown is mouldering in the grave
Enwreathed in golden grass
We beat the horse til it was gone
Then set it all in glass
Is this all my inheritance,
To stand and wave the flag?

Asherah, Asherah
We tear our fathers idols down
Asherah, Asherah
Their mouths of stone made not a sound

Gideon, come wring out the fleece
And streams of something living find.
Tear the idols from the shelves
Their smoke and flame to light the night

Asherah, Asherah
We tear our fathers idols down
Asherah, Asherah
Their mouths of stone made not a sound
All leveled at the threshing ground
We tear our fathers idols down

Asherah, Asherah
Asherah, Asherah, we tear them down