Rise Up Young Soldier and Bear Arms

If I had the chance to place a quarter on the dollar I would just stand by and just wait and watch just to see you holler Your bold your face full of contend and disgrace Now you starch your head and wait for anticipation Rise up young soldier rise up and bear arms Stand tall rise to the restitutions Calico rise and mount up to the cause Often quiet often wrong Strip yourself of the skins you bear The heathenistic armaments of despair I watch, I wait, I shudder yet still I ache Like a rotten body discarded enact fallen off a mountain floating in the lake Entreat yourselves to a cup of honor Release the self-pity lay down the drama Calico rise and mount up to the cause Often quiet often wrong Strip yourself of the skins you bear The heathenistic armaments of despair These young folks act like they don't even care But better be careful, better beware live long enough you'll be here Rise up young soldier rise up and bear arms I shout you wake I holler you speak I yell you take the promises we keep Strip off skins you bear The tattoos and markings of covering of your hair Standing tall against the new malignant Often quiet, often wrong Entreat ourselves to a cup of honor release the self-pity lay down the drama Stop your belly aching for I tell your mama Calico rise and munt up the cause Rise up young soldier rise up and bear arms 08/06/15 written by James Edward Lee Sr.