歌词
My grandfather's own grandfather
Walked home from the Civil War
From Virginia to Columbia, SC
I don't know what made him join up
I don't know what he believed
But his legacy has passed right down to me
Way down south in the land of cotton
Stories here are not forgotten
Except when we'd prefer to look away
Rules were written to advantage
So the playing field was slanted
And that's how it is still working to this day
Look away, look away
I can't look away from history anymore
You can claim all is forgiven
You can tie a yellow ribbon
But that old oak tree is rotten at the core
Now the monuments to generals are all covered up in canvas
And some people say that's history they're hiding
But those statues tell a story that I cannot celebrate
Treating people like those horses they are riding
I must listen to my sisters if I want to understand
Though the story is a painful one to hear
If there's any hope of healing, there'll be hurting on the way
I think maybe we should start right now and here
Look away, look away
I can't look away from history anymore
You can claim all is forgiven,
You can tie a yellow ribbon
But that old oak tree is rotten at the core
I still love a good long story
I still love a cold sweet tea
I still love the people, black and white
Who raised and nourished me
But my people told a story
And that story was a lie
And if we're ever going to heal this
We've got to look it in the eye
Look away, look away
I can't look away from history anymore
You can claim all is forgiven
You can tie a yellow ribbon
But that old oak tree is rotten at the core
You can claim all is forgiven
You can tie a yellow ribbon
But that old oak tree is rotten at the core
Written by: David Louis Lamotte