Tell mother, tell mother, I died for my country... useless... useless. |
Tell my mother I died for my country. I did what I thought was best. |
This country was formed for the white not for the black man. And looking upon African slavery from the same stand-point, as held by those noble framers of our Constitution, I for one, have ever considered it, one of the greatest blessings that God ever bestowed upon a favored nation. |