I'm A Good Old Rebel

Am C Am G Am Oh, I'm a good old rebel, Now that's just what I am C Am And for this Yankee nation, I do no give a damn. C Am I'm glad I fought again 'er, I only wish we'd won C G Am I ain't asked any pardon, For anything I've done. [Verso 1] Am C Am G Am I hates the Yankee nation, And everything they do C Am I hates the declaration, Of independence too. C Am I hates the glorious union, 'Tis dripping with our blood C G Am I hates the striped banner, And fought it all I could. [Verso 2] Am C Am G Am I rode with Robert E. Lee, For three years there about C Am Got wounded in four places, And I starved at Point Lookout C Am I caught the rheumatism, A campin' in the snow C G Am But I killed a chance of Yankees, And I'd like to kill some more. [Verso 3] Am C Am G Am Three hundred thousand Yankees, Is stiff in southern dust C Am We got three hundred thousand, Before they conquered us. C Am They died of southern fever, And southern steel and shot C G Am I wish they was three million, Instead of what we got. [Verso 4] Am C Am G Am I can't take up my musket, And fight 'em now no more C Am But I ain't goin' to love 'em, Now that is certain sure C Am And I don't want no pardon, For what I was and am C G Am I won't be reconstructed, And I do not give a damnto Chorus