Letra de Methodius' Stand
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The bells are a ringin
i know what they mean
beaten the yankees in battle again
murdered our foes; squashed them like grapes
crushed down their bones; trampled their capes
Boys'll be marchin on back to this town
two by two marchin on, lonely and proud.
dreaming of the women they'll have
thinking they've earned us and maybe they have�
Does anyone know what a lady is here in this town?
My name is Methodius Paygate, my friends
the lovliest loneliest woman in town
boys have been fighting since I was eighteen
no one has yet laid Methodius down.
Guess it's somethin' like custard's last stand
surrounded by blood-hungry men
got no weapons to keep them away
just lock my knees tightly together and pray�
Does anyone know what a lady is here in this town?
The women and girls well they make fun of me
calling me high on my horse
the men and the boys they grow angry with me
calling me icy and many things worse
But i think that they misunderstand
i don't wanna be no virgin queen.
its this tiny voice buried in me
it ain't something that i understand
Does anyone know what a lady is here in this town?
Confederates stand for many things
such as beautiful flowers and lace
i gaze at my self in the mirror and watch
as the blood rushes up to my face
Bells dance in through the window.
clouds drift up from the south
boys will arrive here by evening
taste of my blood grows strong in my mouth...
Does anyone know what a lady is here in this town?
i know what they mean
beaten the yankees in battle again
murdered our foes; squashed them like grapes
crushed down their bones; trampled their capes
Boys'll be marchin on back to this town
two by two marchin on, lonely and proud.
dreaming of the women they'll have
thinking they've earned us and maybe they have�
Does anyone know what a lady is here in this town?
My name is Methodius Paygate, my friends
the lovliest loneliest woman in town
boys have been fighting since I was eighteen
no one has yet laid Methodius down.
Guess it's somethin' like custard's last stand
surrounded by blood-hungry men
got no weapons to keep them away
just lock my knees tightly together and pray�
Does anyone know what a lady is here in this town?
The women and girls well they make fun of me
calling me high on my horse
the men and the boys they grow angry with me
calling me icy and many things worse
But i think that they misunderstand
i don't wanna be no virgin queen.
its this tiny voice buried in me
it ain't something that i understand
Does anyone know what a lady is here in this town?
Confederates stand for many things
such as beautiful flowers and lace
i gaze at my self in the mirror and watch
as the blood rushes up to my face
Bells dance in through the window.
clouds drift up from the south
boys will arrive here by evening
taste of my blood grows strong in my mouth...
Does anyone know what a lady is here in this town?
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