Lyrical idea for a new song “Lincoln told the Band to play Dixie.”

The band came together
ribbins fell to the ground
our ghosts wern’t forgotten
but we all just laid down

It was right down this river
she cried “don’t you forget me”
then Lincoln told the band
to play dixie

through blue smoke and thunder
in the cane and the vine
the cotton bales drifted
and the chains came untied

there’s times when our freedom
is much more than history
just then Lincoln told the band
to play Dixie

Away, away, away down south in Dixie

my kin all moved north
for a new way to work
but the shackles they gave us
cost more than they’re worth

I curse this new country
the old ways still fit me
but today Lincoln told the band
to play Dixie
today Lincoln told the band
to play Dixie

Away, away, away down south in Dixie