O 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 done.
I hates the Constitution,
This great republic too,
I hates the Freedmans' Buro,
Its uniforms of blue.
I hates the nasty eagle,
With all his braggs and fuss,
The lyin' thievin' Yankees,
I hates 'em wuss and wuss.
I hates the Yankees nation
And everything they do,
I hates the Declaration,
Of Independence, too.
I hates the glorious Union-
'Tis dripping with our blood-
I hates their striped banner,
I fought it all I could
I followed old mass' Robert
For four year near about,
Got wounded in three places
And starved at Point Lookout
I caught the rheumatism
While sleepin' in the snow,
But I killed a mass o'Yankees
I'd like to kill some mo'.
Three hundred thousand Yankees
Are stiff in Southern dust;
We got three hundred thousand
Before they conquered us.
They died of Southern fever
And Southern steel and shot,
I wish they was three million
Instead of what we got.
I can't take up my musket
And fight 'em now no more,
But I ain't going to love 'em,
Now that is sarten sure,
So I'm a forward the frontier
Soon as I can go
I 'll prepare a weapon
And start from Mexico
[00:07.024] O I'm a good old rebel,
[00:09.484] Now that's just what I am.
[00:12.142] For this "fair land of freedom"
[00:14.665] I do not care a damn.
[00:17.278] I'm glad I fought against it,
[00:19.705] I only wish we'd won,
[00:22.411] And I don't want no pardon
[00:24.837] For anything I done.
[00:28.756] I hates the Constitution,
[00:31.359] This great republic too,
[00:34.067] I hates the Freedmans' Buro,
[00:36.473] Its uniforms of blue.
[00:39.223] I hates the nasty eagle,
[00:41.643] With all his braggs and fuss,
[00:44.293] The lyin' thievin' Yankees,
[00:46.674] I hates 'em wuss and wuss.
[00:50.783] I hates the Yankees nation
[00:53.069] And everything they do,
[00:55.961] I hates the Declaration,
[00:58.061] Of Independence, too.
[01:00.873] I hates the glorious Union-
[01:03.301] 'Tis dripping with our blood-
[01:06.004] I hates their striped banner,
[01:08.525] I fought it all I could
[01:12.354] I followed old mass' Robert
[01:14.753] For four year near about,
[01:17.374] Got wounded in three places
[01:19.964] And starved at Point Lookout
[01:22.470] I caught the rheumatism
[01:24.987] While sleepin' in the snow,
[01:27.569] But I killed a mass o'Yankees
[01:30.237] I'd like to kill some mo'.
[01:34.050] Three hundred thousand Yankees
[01:36.516] Are stiff in Southern dust;
[01:39.042] We got three hundred thousand
[01:41.422] Before they conquered us.
[01:43.987] They died of Southern fever
[01:46.458] And Southern steel and shot,
[01:49.162] I wish they was three million
[01:51.534] Instead of what we got.
[01:55.454] I can't take up my musket
[01:58.066] And fight 'em now no more,
[02:00.583] But I ain't going to love 'em,
[02:03.202] Now that is sarten sure,
[02:05.670] So I'm a forward the frontier
[02:08.379] Soon as I can go
[02:10.831] I 'll prepare a weapon
[02:13.073] And start from Mexico