The Curse of Cain Songtext
von Curtis Eller’s American Circus

Another moon on the stinking Potomac
And I′ll be ready when the dogs break their chain
They've chased me like a thief down the dark roads of Virginia
But if I had to I would do it all again

And Jefferson Davis is just a shadow
No heart left in Robert E. Lee
Useless, useless, they′re all worse than cowards
Every Confederate heart has cut me free


Abandoned with the curse of Cain upon me
I am abandoned with the curse of Cain upon me

Abraham Lincoln, he had it coming
He had the blood of the Union to bear
He may rise like a ghost in every dream north of Richmond
But behind him I will always be there

Abandoned with the curse of Cain upon me
I am abandoned with the curse of Cain upon me
Abandoned with the curse of Cain upon me
I am abandoned with the curse of Cain upon me