Another story song.
10 years ago my pal Mike LeBlanc told me there was a flowering Hibiscus shrub called a "Confederate Rose".
Named apparently because it changes colour from white to red before it fades and dies and reminded folks of the field dressings on the battlefield.

He suggested it would make a song so I wrote this:
Sorry I can't list the original tracks as they have disappeared into cyberspace.

https://on.soundcloud.com/c6Vvc

Confederate Rose © Vic Arnold & Mike Leblanc 2013

V1
In a corner of this battlefield a pretty flower shines
My eyes are drawn from shot and shell that pounds our staggering lines
I see the rifle aimed at me between the blossoms fair
We fire together him and I and close our eyes in prayer
V2
The battle rages through the day. We cause the foe to run.
We catch our breath and walk around to see what we have done.
I come across the hedge of flowers splashed with crimson stain
The young boys eyes are closed. He'll never open them again.
Ch.
Confederate rose changes her clothes
and turns from white to red.
She soaks up the blood that runs like a flood
Through this valley of the dead
Inst. as verse 2 lines
V3
The autumn comes around again and to this valley, I
Now gold and yellow leaves have covered where that young man died
I place a white bloom on his grave and pay the tribute due
to my brother who was dressed in grey when I was dressed in blue
Br.
Mama died of broken heart but forgave me I suppose.
And Daddy still tends the garden and that old confederate rose.
Ch.
Confederate rose changes her clothes
and turns from white to red.
She soaks up the blood that runs like a flood
Through this valley of the dead
Tag
She forgives me I suppose, and you confederate rose.