I'm A Good Old Rebel Lyrics - Hoyt Axton

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 fit (fought) against 'er (her) 

I only wish we'd won 

I ain't asked any pardon 

For anything I've done. 

I hates the Yankee nation 

And eveything they do 

I hates the declaration 

Of independence too. 

I hates the glorious union 

'Tis dripping with our blood 

I hates the striped banner 

And fit (fought) it all I could. 

I rode with Robert E. Lee 

For three years there about 

Got wounded in four places 

And I starved at Pint (Point) Lookout. 

I coutch (caught) the roomatism (rheumatism) 

Campin' in the snow 

But I killed a chance of Yankees 

And I'd like to kill some mo'. (more.) 

Three hundred thousand Yankees 

Is 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 down no mo' (more) 

But I ain't a-goin' to love 'em (them) 

Now that is serten sho. (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 against 'er (her) 

I only wish we'd won 

I ain't asked any pardon 

For anything I've done. 

I ain't asked any pardon 

For anything I've done...