Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Oh I'm a Good Old Rebel, artist - Bobby Horton. Date of issue: 31.12.1984
Song language: English
Oh I'm a Good Old Rebel |
| Oh, I’m a good old Rebel |
| Now that’s just what I am |
| For this Yankee nation |
| I do not give a damn |
| I’m glad I fought agin her |
| I only wish we’d won |
| I ain’t asked any 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 |
| I rode with Robert E. Lee |
| For three years, thereabouts |
| Got wounded in four places |
| And starved at Point Lookout |
| I caughts the rheumatism |
| A-camping in the snow |
| But I killed a chance of Yankees |
| And I’d like to kill some mo' |
| Three hundred thousand Yankees |
| Lie still 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 were three millions |
| 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 certain sure; |
| I don’t want no pardon |
| For what I was and am |
| I won’t be reconstructed |
| And I do not give a damn |