Oh, I’m a Good Ol’ Rebel 2nd South Carolina String Band

[Verse 1]
Oh, I'm a good ol' rebel, now that's just what I am
For this fair land of freedom, I do not care a damn
I'm glad I fought against it, I only wish we'd won
And I don't want no pardon for anything I done

[Verse 2]
I hates the Constitution, this "great republic" too
I hates the Freedmen's Bureau in uniforms of blue
I hates the nasty eagle with all his brags and fuss
The lyin' thievin' Yankees, I hates 'em wuss and wuss

[Verse 3]
I hates the Yankee nation and everything they do
I hates the Declaration of Independance too
I hates the glorious union, 'tis dripping with our blood
I hates their striped banner, I fought it all I could

[Verse 4]
I followed ol' Marse Robert for four yеar nearabout
Got wounded in three places and starvеd at Point Lookout
I caught the rheumatism a'camping in the snow
But I killed a chance of Yankees, I'd like to kill some more

[Verse 5]
Three hundred thousand Yankees is stiff in southern dust
We got three hundred thousand before they conquered us
They died of southern fever, southern steel & shot
I wish it was three million instead of what we got