Отключить рекламу[Chorus]
Am C Am G AmOh, I'm a good old rebel, Now that's just what I am
C AmAnd for this Yankee nation, I Do no give a damn.
C AmI'm glad I fought agin 'er, I only wish we'd won
C G AmI ain't asked any pardon, For anything I've done.
[Verse 1]
Am C Am G AmI hates the Yankee nation, And everything they do
C AmI hates the declaration, Of independence too.
C AmI hates the glorious union, 'Tis dripping with our blood
C G AmI hates the striped banner, And fought it all I could.
[Verse 2]
Am C Am G Am
I rode with Robert E. Lee, For three years there about
C AmGot wounded in four places, And I starved at Point Lookout
C AmI caught the rheumatism, A campin' in the snow
C G AmBut I killed a chance of Yankees, And I'd like to kill some more.
[Verse 3]
Am C Am G AmThree hundred thousand Yankees, Is stiff in southern dust
C AmWe got three hundred thousand, Before they conquered us.
C AmThey died of southern fever, And southern steel and shot
C G AmI wish they was three million, Instead of what we got.
[Verse 4]
Am C Am G AmI can't take up my musket, And fight 'em now no more
C AmBut I ain't goin' to love 'em, Now that is certain sure
C AmAnd I don't want no pardon, For what I was and am
C G AmI won't be reconstructed, And I Do not give a damn
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