Il testo della I'm a good old rebel

Oh, i'm a good old rebel,
Now thats just what i am,
And for this yankee nation,
I do no give a damn.
I'm glad i fought a ganner,
I only wish we won.
I aint 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, t'is dripping with our blood.
I hates the striped banner, and fit it all i could

I rode with robert e. lee,
For three years, thereabout.
Got wounded in four places,
And i starved at point lookout.
I catched the rheumatism
A campin' in the snow.
But i killed a chance of yankees
And i'd like to kill some more.

3 hundred thousand yankees
Is stiff in southern dust.
We got 3 hundred thousand
Before they conquered us
They died of southern fever
And southern steel and shot
I wish there were 3 million
Instead of what we got.
I can't pick up my musket
And fight 'um down no more
But i ain't gonna love 'um
Now that is certain sure
And i don't want no pardon
For what i was and am
I won't be reconstructed
And i do not give a damn

Oh, i'm a good old rebel,
Now that's just what i am,
And for this yankee nation,
I do no give a damn.
I'm glad i fought a ganner,
I only wish we won.
I aint asked any pardon for anything i've done.
I aint asked any pardon for anything i've done.