Chords for Oh, I'm a Good Ol' Rebel

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Oh, [C] I'm a good old rebel, [Am] now that's just what I am.
[C] For this fair land of [Em] freedom, I do not [Am] care a [C] damn.
I'm glad I fed against [Am] it, I [Em] only [Am] wish we'd won.
[C] And I don't want no pardon [Am] for anything I've done.
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[Am] _ I hates the [C] [G] Constitution, [Am] this [Em] great [Am] republic too.
[C] I hates the Freedmen's [Em] Bureau in [Am] uniforms of blue.
[C] I hates the nasty [G] [Em] eagle with all his [Am] brags and fuss.
[C] The lying thieving [Em] [Am] Yankees, I hate some wusses.
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_ _ [C] I hates the Yankee [G] [Am] Nation and everything they do.
[G] [C] I hates the [Em] Declaration [Am] of Independence too.
I hates the glorious unions is dripping without blood.
[C] I hates their striped [Em] banner, [Am] I fed it all I could.
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_ [C] followed old Mass [G] [Am] Robert [Em] before your [Am] near about.
Got wounded in three places and starved at Patmulguk.
[C] I caught the _ [Am] rheumatism of camping in the [D] snow.
[C] But I killed the chinks of [G] [Am] Yankees, I'd like to kill some more.
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_ _ [C] 300,000 [Em] [Am] Yankees is stiff in southern dust.
[C] We got 300 [G],000 [Am] before they conquered us.
[C] They died of southern [F] fever, [Am] southern stealing shot.
[C] I wish there was 3 [Em] million [Am] instead of what you got.
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_ [G] [C] I can't take up my musket [Am] and fight them now no more.
[C] But I ain't gonna [Em] love [Am] them, I'll die to certain shore.
[C] And I don't want no [G] pardon [Am] for what I was and am.
[C] I won't be [Am] reconstructed and I don't care a damn.
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_ [C] I'm a good old [Am] rebel, now that's just what I am.
I'm a good [G] old rebel, [Am] now that's [Em] just what [Am] I am.
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