Текст песни: Oh I'm a Good Old Rebel + перевод

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

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