I'm A Good Ol Rebel I'm a good ol rebel and that's just what I am, And for this Yankee nation I do not give a damn, I'm glad I fought against her, I only wished we won, I ain't asked for pardon for anything id done, I hates the Yankee nation an everything they do, I hates the Declaration of Independence too, I Hates the glorious union, Dripping with my blood, I hate the stripey banner and I 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 point look out, I caught the cramp romanticism, camping in the snow, And I killed a chance of Yankees and I'd like to kill some more, 300 000 Yankees lay stiff in southern dust, We got 300 000 before they conquered us, They died of southern fever, Southern steal and shot, I wish we got 3 000 000 instead of what we got, I can't take up my musket and fight them now no more, But I ain't gunna love them and 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, I'm a good ol rebel and that's just what I am, And for this Yankee nation I do not give a damn, I'm glad I fought against her, I only wished we won, I ain't asked for pardon for anything id done,