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 won't be reconstructed I'm better now than then And for that carpetbagger I do not give a damn So I'm off for the frontier Soon as I can go I'll prepare a weapon And start for Mexico