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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
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