Lyrics
[Hook] South side genocide ride, cold wind near
Red clay stains on my blade, blood of the years
Cherokee braves with the flags, smoke in the air
Graves lying deep, oath we keep, cross we bear
[Verse 2] March through the night, ancestors behind
Honor in the line when the musket aligns
Choctaw ghost shadows, moon in our sight
Ash and sorrow echo after every fight
Horse hooves pound in the hush of the pine
Uniforms tattered but the spirit don't die
Sworn to a cause that's been twisted by time
Still in the red dirt, warriors survive
[Pre-Chorus] Rivers run dark, memory stays
Fire on the hillside, pride won't decay
Old wounds open but nothing to say
South side swore and the price we pay
[Hook] South side genocide ride, cold wind near
Red clay stains on my blade, blood of the years
Cherokee braves with the flags, smoke in the air
Graves lying deep, oath we keep, cross we bear
[Post-Chorus] Oh oh, war drums pound
Oh oh, never bow down