R.I.P. MAGGIE MAE
gutter phenomenon
the dirty dozen
Sun Tzu (The Art of War)
Like my brother before me I took a rebel stand. He was just eighteen, proud and brave. When a Yankee laid him in his grave. I swear by the blood runnin below my feet, You can't raise a man back up when he's in defeat.The night they drove old Dixie down, All the bells were ringing. The night they drove old Dixie down, All the people were singing.