Verse 1 You wave that cross like holy cloth, Like history forgot what blood it cost, You call it roots, you call it pride, While truth gets pushed off to the side. That battle flag ain't history's whole, It never flew above the nation's soul, Truth don't bend for fantasy, Or costume-shop nostalgia dreams. Chorus That ain't the flag of the Confederacy, Quit selling lies as legacy, You wave a battle standard high, Then dare to call it heritage pride. The Stars and Bars was the government sign, Not that rag you romanticize, Don't dress hate up in history— That ain't no rebel song to me. Verse 2 You shout "states' rights" from every bar, Like no one knows what rights they are, From courthouse doors to voting lines, Still redrawing old designs. History's written plain enough, No need to sand the edges rough, The truth is mean, the truth is cold, And truth ain't changed by being old. Verse 3 And sisters still get talked beneath A ceiling built with polished teeth, No freedom song is worth a damn If it forgets where women stand. The rebel spirit, if it's real, Should break a chain, not forge the steel, Fight the throne, expose the lie, Not build new walls beneath the sky. Verse 4 Then came the day with shattered glass, A reckless mob came charging fast, Wrapped in symbols, rage, and myth, Breaking faith with iron fists. Paper soldiers dressed for war, Borrowing someone else's lore, A patriot knows where lines are drawn Before the Constitution's torn. Verse 5 The South I know ain't made of this, Not bitterness wrapped in a fist, It's front porch songs and stubborn grace, Looking neighbors in the face. So raise your banner if you must, But hold it honest, hold it just, Fight for all or don't fight at all— Truth outlives the myths that fall. Final Chorus (Repeat) That ain't the flag of the Confederacy, Quit selling lies as legacy, You wave a battle standard high, Then dare to call it heritage pride. The Stars and Bars was the government sign, Not that rag you romanticize, Don't dress hate up in history— That ain't no rebel song to me. Outro Fight for all or don't fight at all, A rebel stands when empires fall. Truth rings louder than mythology— That ain't your flag to me.
