RECKONIN'
  • Features
    • Clyde Wilson CLASSICS
    • Book Bench
    • Charlottesville
    • COVID Commentary
    • Dixie These Days
    • Links
    • Magnolia Muse
    • Matters of Faith
    • Movie Room
    • Rekindling the Flame
    • Southern History
    • Writing Contest 2022
  • Contributors
    • Full List
    • Carolina Contrarian
    • Enoch Cade
    • Walt Garlington
    • Gene Kizer, Jr.
    • Perrin Lovett
    • Tom Riley
    • James Rutledge Roesch
    • Olga Sibert
    • H.V. Traywick, Jr.
    • Clyde Wilson
    • Paul Yarbrough
  • Contact
  • Ruth Ann Holley
  • Features
    • Clyde Wilson CLASSICS
    • Book Bench
    • Charlottesville
    • COVID Commentary
    • Dixie These Days
    • Links
    • Magnolia Muse
    • Matters of Faith
    • Movie Room
    • Rekindling the Flame
    • Southern History
    • Writing Contest 2022
  • Contributors
    • Full List
    • Carolina Contrarian
    • Enoch Cade
    • Walt Garlington
    • Gene Kizer, Jr.
    • Perrin Lovett
    • Tom Riley
    • James Rutledge Roesch
    • Olga Sibert
    • H.V. Traywick, Jr.
    • Clyde Wilson
    • Paul Yarbrough
  • Contact
  • Ruth Ann Holley

Brian Hendrix

Unknown Faces [LYRICS]

8/17/2025

1 Comment

 
Picture

Mr. Taylor weren't a mister yet
When the Union marched on down
Yeah, He was only 17
A Virginia boy and proud
He joined the 2nd infantry
That old Stonewall Brigade
But he had never met the man
And never met a slave


That first battle of Manassas
That the Yanks just call Bull Run
Young Jimmy watched his friends die
By the flashing of the guns
Old Jackson formed a rally
Chased the Union out 'til Ball's
Jimmy lost his best friend
Jackson became Stonewall


[chorus]

Some dead men get statues
While the livin' are ignored
Reconstruction was destruction
Like they'd never seen before
Mr. Taylor might have lived
But the hole weren't worth the dig
For the living knew how the Wall was made...
With dead soldiers as the bricks


[verse]


From Antietam to Fredricksburg
They drove those Yankees back
Jackson's wall grew strong and tall
As his soldiers did attack
But the papers and the people
Lord, they never knew their names
It was all the man behind the stone
Yeah, he got all the fame


[chorus]

[verse]

Jimmy made some new friends
But watched most of them die
So he didn't talk to anyone
'Cept the Man up in the sky
He prayed "Lord, just get me home
And I'll never shoot again"
Then came the night in Chancellorsville
He heard it from his tent


[chorus]

[verse]


Jackson died by friendly fire
It crumbled that Stone-Wall
But Jimmy heard a story
story
That it weren't friendly at all
That old infantry was tired
A little jealous of his fame
As the anger grew and boiled
Some soldier took his aim

[chorus]

[verse]


The war was lost but Jim got home
He thought he'd find some peace
But the Union mocked old Stonewall
'N burned effigies of Lee
They razed barns salted farms
So Jimmy moved away
He was just an unknown face
Nobody knew his name

[chorus]

[short banjo outro]

They were just some unknown faces
Nobody knew their names

1 Comment
Ruth Ann Holley link
8/18/2025 12:31:25 pm

Yes , I have Confederate kin like Jim...brings tears to my eyes. RA Holley

Reply



Leave a Reply.

    Author

    Brian Hendrix is a singer-songwriter who has won and placed in over 20 songwriting contests, winning 12 1st-place prizes. He has also sold publishing rights to 18 of his songs. He doesn’t have any hits under his belt to date, but you never know what the future holds.

    Archives

    August 2025
    October 2024
    July 2024
    June 2024
    May 2024
    March 2024
    August 2023
    March 2023
    January 2023

Proudly powered by Weebly