Lyric I m A Good Old Rebel

(Traditional, arranged by Ry Cooder)

Oh, 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 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.

Three hundred thousand Yankees
Stiffen in Southern dust
We got three hundred thousand
Before they conquered us
They died of Southern fever
And Southern steel and shot
And I wish it was three million
Instead of what we got.

I want to reconstruct it
I m better now than then
And for that carpet beggar
I don t give a damn
So I m a forward the frontier
Soon as I can go
I could bear a weapon
And start for Mexico