Dead Confederate - As Able As Well lyrics

Won't climb up, waive mast, shake flags The weight of your noose lays a hundred pound bag I filled it with "not", I filled it with "no" All of the things you taught me to know Hold close to grace, hold tight the glow These, as it seems, always first to go Washed by lies or fist or crown Shame the rope's too high to touch ground Time's as able as I am well