Texty: Drive By Truckers. Decoration Day. Decoration Day.

It's Decoration Day
An' I'd a mind to roll a stone on his grave
What would he say?
Keeping me down, boy, won't keep you away

It's Decoration Day
And I knew the Hill boys would put it on away
But my daddy wasn't afraid
He said, ?We'd fight till the last Lawson's last living day?

I never knew how it all got started
A problem with Holland before we were born
And I don't know the name of that boy we tied down
And beat till he just couldn't walk anymore

But I know the caliber in Daddy's chest
I know what Holland Hill drives
The State let him go, but I guess it was best
'Cause nobody needs all us Lawsons alive

Daddy said one of the boys had come by
The Lumber Man's favorite son
He said, ?Beat him real good but don't dare let him die
And if you see Holland Hill, run?

Well, I said, ?They ain't give us trouble before?
An' we ain't brought down on ourselves
But a chain on my back and my ear to the floor
An' I'll send all the Hill boys to Hell
I'll send all the Hill boys to Hell

It's Decoration Day
And I got a family in Mobile Bay
And they never seen my daddy's grave
But that don't bother me, it ain't marked anyway

'Cause I got dead brothers in Lauderdale, south
And I got dead brothers in east Tennessee
My daddy got shot right in front of his house
He had no one to fall on but me

It's Decoration Day
And I've got a mind to go spit on his grave
If I was a Hill, I'd have put him away
And I'd fight till the last Lawson's last living day
I'd fight till the last Lawson's last living day
I'd fight till the last Lawson's last living day