(Traditional, arranged by Ry Cooder)
Oh, I'm a good old 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've done
I hates the Yankee nation
And everything they do
I hates the Declaration
Of Independence, too;
I hates the glorious Union-
'Tis dripping with our blood-
And I hates their striped banner
I fought it all I could
Three hundred thousand Yankees
Stiffen in Southern dust
We got three hundred thousand
Before they conquered us
They died of Southern fever
And Southern steel and shot
And I wish it was three million
Instead of what we got
Oh, I'm a good old 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've done
I hates the Yankee nation
And everything they do
I hates the Declaration
Of Independence, too;
I hates the glorious Union-
'Tis dripping with our blood-
And I hates their striped banner
I fought it all I could
Three hundred thousand Yankees
Stiffen in Southern dust
We got three hundred thousand
Before they conquered us
They died of Southern fever
And Southern steel and shot
And I wish it was three million
Instead of what we got
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