Unit 7 - Reconstruction, the West and Industrialization

Read the Lyrics

Read the lyrics and try to understand the meaning of the song.

Oh, I'm a good old rebel

Now that's just what I am

And for this yankee nation

I do no give a damn

I'm glad I fought against her

I only wish we'd won

I ain't asked any pardon

For anything I've done

I hates the Yankee nation

And eveything they do

I hates the declaration

Of independence too

I hates the glorious union

'Tis dripping with our blood

I hates their striped banner

And 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 Lookout

I caught the rheumatism

Campin' in the snow

But I killed a chance of Yankees

And I'd like to kill some more

Three hundred thousand Yankees

Is stiff 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 was three million

Instead of what we got

I can't take up my musket

And fight 'em down no more

But I ain't a-goin' to love them

Now that is certain sure

And I don't want no pardon

For what I was and am

I won't be reconstructed

And I do not give a damn

Oh, I'm a good old rebel

Now that's just what I am

And for this Yankee nation

I do no give a damn

I'm glad I fought against her

I only wish we'd won

I ain't asked any pardon

For anything I've done

I ain't asked any pardon

For anything I've done...