Confederate Anthem chords
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[VERSE 1]
Oh, [A]I'm a good old rebel, now that's [E]just what [A]I am,
And [A]for this Yankee nation, [E]I do not give a damn,
I'm [D]glad I fought again' her, [A]I only wish we'd won,
I a[A]in't asked any pardon for [E]anything I've [A]done ...
[VERSE 2]
I h[A]ates the Yankee nation, and [E]everything they [A]do,
I [A]hates the Declaration Of [E]Independence too,
I [D]hates the glorious Union, '[A]tis dripping with our blood,
I [A]hates the striped banner, I [E]fit it all I [A]could ...
[VERSE 3]
I [A]rode with Robert E. Lee for [E]three years therea[A]bout,
Got wounded in [A]four places, and I s[E]tarved at Point Lookout,
I [D]cauched the rheumatism, a-[A]camping in the snow,
But I [A]killed a chance of Yankees, and I'd [E]like to kill some [A]more ...
[VERSE 4]
Three [A]hundred thousand Yankees is [E]stiff in Southern [A]dust,
We [A]got three hundred thousand [E]before they conquered us,
They [D]died of Southern fever and [A]Southern steel and shot,
I [A]wish there were three million, [E]instead of what we [A]got ...
[VERSE 5]
I c[A]an't take up my musket, and fight[E] 'em now [A]no more,
But [A]I ain't gonna love 'em, now [E]that is certain sure,
And [D]I don't want no pardon for [A]what I was and am,
I [A]won't be reconstructed, [E]and I do not give a [A]damn ...
[VERSE 6]
Oh, [A]I'm a good old rebel, now that's [E]just what [A]I am,
[A]for this Yankee nation, [E]I do not give a damn,
I'm [D]glad I fought again' her, [A]I only wish we'd won,
I [A]ain't asked any pardon, for [E]anything I've [A]done ...
I [A]ain't asked any pardon, for [E]anything I've [A]done.
Oh, [A]I'm a good old rebel, now that's [E]just what [A]I am,
And [A]for this Yankee nation, [E]I do not give a damn,
I'm [D]glad I fought again' her, [A]I only wish we'd won,
I a[A]in't asked any pardon for [E]anything I've [A]done ...
[VERSE 2]
I h[A]ates the Yankee nation, and [E]everything they [A]do,
I [A]hates the Declaration Of [E]Independence too,
I [D]hates the glorious Union, '[A]tis dripping with our blood,
I [A]hates the striped banner, I [E]fit it all I [A]could ...
[VERSE 3]
I [A]rode with Robert E. Lee for [E]three years therea[A]bout,
Got wounded in [A]four places, and I s[E]tarved at Point Lookout,
I [D]cauched the rheumatism, a-[A]camping in the snow,
But I [A]killed a chance of Yankees, and I'd [E]like to kill some [A]more ...
[VERSE 4]
Three [A]hundred thousand Yankees is [E]stiff in Southern [A]dust,
We [A]got three hundred thousand [E]before they conquered us,
They [D]died of Southern fever and [A]Southern steel and shot,
I [A]wish there were three million, [E]instead of what we [A]got ...
[VERSE 5]
I c[A]an't take up my musket, and fight[E] 'em now [A]no more,
But [A]I ain't gonna love 'em, now [E]that is certain sure,
And [D]I don't want no pardon for [A]what I was and am,
I [A]won't be reconstructed, [E]and I do not give a [A]damn ...
[VERSE 6]
Oh, [A]I'm a good old rebel, now that's [E]just what [A]I am,
[A]for this Yankee nation, [E]I do not give a damn,
I'm [D]glad I fought again' her, [A]I only wish we'd won,
I [A]ain't asked any pardon, for [E]anything I've [A]done ...
I [A]ain't asked any pardon, for [E]anything I've [A]done.
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