"My master was a good man"

I’m not quite sure how to sum this up, but it’s sung by a white guy from the vantage point of a black guy describing his pride at having fought on behalf of the white guy who owned him.

If you can’t make it through the entire tune without tossing a shoe through the computer screen, here’s the song’s money shot:

I’m a ragged rebel soldier, and I fought all through the war
Lord I am a ragged rebel, yes I fought all through the war
Them Yankees couldn’t kill me, nor the things I’s fighting for
I fought to save my family, southern vines and whipoorwills
I fought to save my Dixie, my home, my cotton fields
You may not believe me, but things was just that way
and black is nothing other than a darker shade of rebel grey…

Golf claps all around for the innovative use of the possessive pronoun “my.”

I suppose it’s really not a point worth making, but I’ll just observe in passing that if you can’t find an actual black guy to write and sing a song about what a gas it was to serve as a black confederate soldier, you should probably reconsider the entire project.

Via Kevin Civil War Memory, which is without question the best resource on the web for demolishing the myth of black confederates.