Rebels in the Rafters*

Got a few
Rebels in the rafters
That don’t wanna go away.
Doesn’t much matter
What I want
They sleep there night and day.

Sometimes

I hear them singing
Tunes I thought were dead.
I’m not sure I actually
Heard them.
Maybe it was all just in my head.

It feels like

They belong there
Like that’s their rightful place.
I don’t know
What I’d do though
If I ever met one face to face.

Sometimes

I listen to their weeping.
They all sound so melancholy.
Reckon I’ll just
Leave them in peace.
They’re just Rebels in the rafters to me.


*Pvt. Thomas Wood
[ X ] 5th Mississippi Vol. Inf. Co. A, 1861-65  [ X ]