Misc Traditional – Oh Im A Good Old Rebel (Guitar)

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Now that's just what I am.

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For this Yankee nation

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I do not give a damn.

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I'm glad I fought agin her,

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I only wish we'd won.

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I ain't asked any pardon

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For anything I've done.

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I hates the yankee nation

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And everything they do,

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I hates the declaration

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Of independence, too;

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I hates the glorious union-

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’tis dripping with our blood-

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And I hates their striped banner,

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I fought it all I could.

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I rode with Robert E. Lee,

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For three years, thereabouts.

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Got wounded in four places

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And starved at Point Lookout.

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I caughts the rheumatism

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A-camping in the snow.

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But I killed a chance of Yankees

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And I'd like to kill some mo'.

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Three hundred thousand Yankees

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Lie still in Southern dust

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We got three hundred thousand

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Before they conquered us.

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They died of Southern fever

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And Southern steel and shot.

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I wish they were three millions

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Instead of what we got.

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I can't take up my musket

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And fight 'em now no more,

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But I ain't going to love 'em,

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Now that is certain sure;

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I don't want no pardon

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For what I was and am,

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I won't be reconstructed

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And I do not give a damn.

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I won't be reconstructed

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And I do not give a damn.