(Mrs. Jefferson Davis, widow of the President
of the Southern Confederacy died October 16, 1906.)
Oh weep fair South, and bow thy head
For one is gone beyond recall!
Cast flowers on the sainted dead
Who sleeps beneath a funeral pall.
To the sound of muffled drum,
To the sound of muffled drum.
She saw a noble husband's fame
Grow more enduring with the years,