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April 64
On that fateful day April sixty four
somethin weren't right so I prayed to the Lord
yeah on that day their guns rang true
I was shot dead in my tracks by the Union Blue.
I fell to the mud where I once had stood
Reckon I gave it all with my Confederate blood
and such ended the life of this Southern Brave
Didn't no nothin about no slaves
We were just kids fightin for our land
Everything else was in God's own hands.
They say break faith and we die in vain
But there's so much blood and so much pain
Now I'm dead and with peace at last
It bodes my spirit well that folks preserve this past
Cause my ghost still marches this valley and hill
This is hallowed ground that known as Marks' Mills.
Written by Scott Temple - Kingsland, Ar.
Placed here by Edgar & Sue (Marks) Colvin
Four (4) Unknown Grave Markers
"In the garden a Confederate flag bearer and two
other wearers of the gray were buried."
- Eleanor T. Marks, eyewitness 1864
Southern Cross of Honor
Originally purchased by the families of
Confederate Veteran from the 1880's to the 1920's to mark these
soldier's grave. Placed here by Edgar Colvin, April 2002. |
