Chords for OH, I'M A GOOD OLD REBEL
Tempo:
91.7 bpm
Chords used:
C
Am
G
Bm
A
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
This is a post-war song.
We do it for shock and awe effect.
We [Bm] doubt very seriously that even [G] Robert E.
Lee
would have agreed with the sentiments in this song.
This song was written by a Major Innes [G] Randolph in 1866
and it's about the nastiest, evilest description
of the union [C] that was ever put to paper.
We perform this for educational purposes only.
Current [Bm] establishment does not necessarily subscribe to the content of this video.
I don't think we did this earlier, but I must put out what we call
the politically incorrect disclaimer.
In the mid-19th century, or the whole mid-19th, the whole 19th century,
the Reconstruction period, there was no such thing as PC.
You were allowed to speak your mind [C#] and suffer the consequences.
Nowadays it ain't so.
[C] So, [B] we still have to deal with this issue because a lot of this material that we play
is politically incorrect by today's standards.
Thank God.
Thank you.
[E] All right, all right.
[G] Our aim is to educate people into the ways and means of this music,
the artistry of the music, to keep this music alive,
not because of [E] its content, but because of what it means to our historical [B] background.
[A] Our [G] heritage.
[C]
[G] [C] So, [G] if anybody gets offended, [A] we're sorry.
We didn't mean, we didn't come here to offend [F] anybody.
But if you do get offended, feel [Bm] free to leave.
There's doors everywhere.
[C]
There [A] is no constitutional protection [C] against offending.
This song is called, Oh, I'm a Good Ol' Rebel.
[G] Come on, guys.
Cheer up.
I'm trying to entertain you.
One, two, three.
[Am] [C]
[Am] [C]
[Am] [A]
[Am] [C] Oh, I'm a good ol' rebel, [Am] now that's just what I am.
[C] For this land of [Am] freedom, I do not care a damn.
[C] I'm glad I fought [Bm] against it.
[Am] I only wish we'd won.
[C] And I don't want no [G] pardon [Am] for anything.
[G] [Am] [C] I hate the Constitution, [Bm] [Am] this great republic.
[C] I hate the Freedmen's [B] Bureau [Am] in uniforms of blue.
[C] I hate the nasty [G] eagle [Am] with all his brags and fuss.
[C] I hate the [G] Yankees, [Am] I hate them worse.
[C]
[G] [Am] [C] I hate the Yankee [G] [Am] Nation and everything they do.
[C] I hate the [G] Declaration [A] of Independence.
[C] I hate the glorious [G] Union, [Am] his dripping power.
[C] I hate the striped [G] banner, [Am] and I fit it all.
[G] [Am] [C]
[G] [Am] [C]
[G] [Am] I
[Bm] [Am] [C] followed my [Bm] father [Am] for four years nearby.
[C] I got wounded in three [F#] [Am] places, starved and parted the guy.
[C] I caught the
[G] [Am] rheumatism, camping in the snow.
[C] But I killed the chance a [A] Yankee, [Am] and I'd like to kill.
[Bm] [Am] [C] Three hundred thousand [G] Yankees, [Am] just stiff in southern dust.
[C] We got three hundred [G] thousand [A] before they conquered us.
[C] They died of southern [Em] fever, [Am] southern steel and shock.
[C] I wish they were three [G] million [Am] instead of what we got.
[C]
[G] [Am] [C] I can't take up my [G] musket [Am] and fight them now and all.
[C] But I ain't a gonna [B] love [Am] them, that is certain shown.
[C] And I don't want no [Bm] pardon [Am] for what I was and am.
[C] I won't be constructed, [A] [Am] and I don't care a [C] damn.
[Bm] [Am] [C] I'm a good [G] old rebel, [Am] now that's just what I am.
[C] I'm a good old [G] rebel, [Am] that's just what I am.
[A]
[Bm] Thank you, and [B] thank God to live in the United States of America,
where you can sing a song like that to make you criticized,
but you ain't breaking the law.
We do it for shock and awe effect.
We [Bm] doubt very seriously that even [G] Robert E.
Lee
would have agreed with the sentiments in this song.
This song was written by a Major Innes [G] Randolph in 1866
and it's about the nastiest, evilest description
of the union [C] that was ever put to paper.
We perform this for educational purposes only.
Current [Bm] establishment does not necessarily subscribe to the content of this video.
I don't think we did this earlier, but I must put out what we call
the politically incorrect disclaimer.
In the mid-19th century, or the whole mid-19th, the whole 19th century,
the Reconstruction period, there was no such thing as PC.
You were allowed to speak your mind [C#] and suffer the consequences.
Nowadays it ain't so.
[C] So, [B] we still have to deal with this issue because a lot of this material that we play
is politically incorrect by today's standards.
Thank God.
Thank you.
[E] All right, all right.
[G] Our aim is to educate people into the ways and means of this music,
the artistry of the music, to keep this music alive,
not because of [E] its content, but because of what it means to our historical [B] background.
[A] Our [G] heritage.
[C]
[G] [C] So, [G] if anybody gets offended, [A] we're sorry.
We didn't mean, we didn't come here to offend [F] anybody.
But if you do get offended, feel [Bm] free to leave.
There's doors everywhere.
[C]
There [A] is no constitutional protection [C] against offending.
This song is called, Oh, I'm a Good Ol' Rebel.
[G] Come on, guys.
Cheer up.
I'm trying to entertain you.
One, two, three.
[Am] [C]
[Am] [C]
[Am] [A]
[Am] [C] Oh, I'm a good ol' rebel, [Am] now that's just what I am.
[C] For this land of [Am] freedom, I do not care a damn.
[C] I'm glad I fought [Bm] against it.
[Am] I only wish we'd won.
[C] And I don't want no [G] pardon [Am] for anything.
[G] [Am] [C] I hate the Constitution, [Bm] [Am] this great republic.
[C] I hate the Freedmen's [B] Bureau [Am] in uniforms of blue.
[C] I hate the nasty [G] eagle [Am] with all his brags and fuss.
[C] I hate the [G] Yankees, [Am] I hate them worse.
[C]
[G] [Am] [C] I hate the Yankee [G] [Am] Nation and everything they do.
[C] I hate the [G] Declaration [A] of Independence.
[C] I hate the glorious [G] Union, [Am] his dripping power.
[C] I hate the striped [G] banner, [Am] and I fit it all.
[G] [Am] [C]
[G] [Am] [C]
[G] [Am] I
[Bm] [Am] [C] followed my [Bm] father [Am] for four years nearby.
[C] I got wounded in three [F#] [Am] places, starved and parted the guy.
[C] I caught the
[G] [Am] rheumatism, camping in the snow.
[C] But I killed the chance a [A] Yankee, [Am] and I'd like to kill.
[Bm] [Am] [C] Three hundred thousand [G] Yankees, [Am] just stiff in southern dust.
[C] We got three hundred [G] thousand [A] before they conquered us.
[C] They died of southern [Em] fever, [Am] southern steel and shock.
[C] I wish they were three [G] million [Am] instead of what we got.
[C]
[G] [Am] [C] I can't take up my [G] musket [Am] and fight them now and all.
[C] But I ain't a gonna [B] love [Am] them, that is certain shown.
[C] And I don't want no [Bm] pardon [Am] for what I was and am.
[C] I won't be constructed, [A] [Am] and I don't care a [C] damn.
[Bm] [Am] [C] I'm a good [G] old rebel, [Am] now that's just what I am.
[C] I'm a good old [G] rebel, [Am] that's just what I am.
[A]
[Bm] Thank you, and [B] thank God to live in the United States of America,
where you can sing a song like that to make you criticized,
but you ain't breaking the law.
Key:
C
Am
G
Bm
A
C
Am
G
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ This is a post-war song. _
_ We do it for shock and awe effect.
We [Bm] doubt very seriously that even [G] Robert E.
Lee
would have agreed with the sentiments in this song.
This song was written by a Major Innes [G] Randolph in 1866
and it's about the nastiest, evilest description
of the union [C] that was ever put to paper. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ We perform this for educational purposes only.
_ _ _ Current [Bm] establishment does not necessarily subscribe to the content of this video.
_ _ I don't think we did this earlier, but I must put out what we call
the politically incorrect disclaimer. _
In the mid-19th century, or the whole mid-19th, the whole 19th century,
the Reconstruction period, there was no such thing as PC. _
You were allowed to speak your mind [C#] and suffer the consequences.
Nowadays it ain't so.
[C] _ _ So, [B] we still have to deal with this issue because a lot of this material that we play
is politically incorrect by today's standards.
Thank God.
Thank you. _ _ _
_ _ _ [E] All right, all right. _ _
[G] Our aim is to educate people into the ways and means of this music,
the artistry of the music, to keep this music alive,
not because of [E] its content, but because of what it means to our historical [B] background. _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ Our [G] heritage.
_ _ [C] _
_ _ [G] _ _ [C] _ So, [G] if anybody gets offended, [A] we're sorry.
We didn't mean, we didn't come here to offend [F] anybody.
But if you do get offended, feel [Bm] free to leave.
There's doors everywhere. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
There [A] is no constitutional protection [C] against offending.
This song is called, Oh, I'm a Good Ol' Rebel. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ Come on, guys.
Cheer up. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ I'm trying to entertain you. _
One, two, three. _ _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ [C] Oh, I'm a good ol' rebel, [Am] now that's just what I am.
[C] For this land of [Am] freedom, I do not care a damn.
[C] I'm glad I fought [Bm] against it.
[Am] I only wish we'd won.
[C] And I don't want no [G] pardon [Am] for anything. _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ [Am] _ _ _ [C] I hate the Constitution, [Bm] [Am] this great republic.
_ [C] I hate the Freedmen's [B] Bureau [Am] in uniforms of blue.
[C] I hate the nasty [G] eagle [Am] with all his brags and fuss.
[C] I hate the [G] Yankees, [Am] I hate them worse.
_ [C] _ _ _
[G] _ [Am] _ _ _ [C] I hate the Yankee [G] [Am] Nation and everything they do.
[C] I hate the [G] Declaration [A] of Independence.
[C] I hate the glorious [G] Union, [Am] his dripping power.
[C] I hate the striped [G] banner, [Am] and I fit it all. _ _ _ _
[G] _ [Am] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
[G] _ [Am] _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
[G] _ [Am] _ I _ _ _ _
[Bm] _ [Am] _ _ _ _ [C] followed my [Bm] father [Am] for four years nearby.
[C] I got wounded in three [F#] [Am] places, starved and parted the guy.
[C] I caught the _
[G] [Am] rheumatism, camping in the snow.
[C] But I killed the chance a [A] Yankee, [Am] and I'd like to kill. _ _ _ _ _
[Bm] _ [Am] _ _ _ [C] Three hundred thousand [G] Yankees, [Am] just stiff in southern dust.
[C] We got three hundred [G] thousand [A] before they conquered us.
[C] They died of southern [Em] fever, [Am] southern steel and shock.
[C] I wish they were three [G] million [Am] instead of what we got.
[C] _ _ _ _
[G] _ [Am] _ _ _ [C] I can't take up my [G] musket [Am] and fight them now and all.
[C] But I ain't a gonna [B] love [Am] them, that is certain shown.
[C] And I don't want no [Bm] pardon [Am] for what I was and am.
[C] I won't be constructed, [A] [Am] and I don't care a [C] damn. _ _ _
[Bm] _ [Am] _ _ _ [C] I'm a good [G] old rebel, [Am] now that's just what I am.
[C] I'm a good old [G] rebel, [Am] that's just what I am. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ Thank you, and [B] thank God to live in the United States of America,
where you can sing a song like that to make you criticized,
but you ain't breaking the law.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ This is a post-war song. _
_ We do it for shock and awe effect.
We [Bm] doubt very seriously that even [G] Robert E.
Lee
would have agreed with the sentiments in this song.
This song was written by a Major Innes [G] Randolph in 1866
and it's about the nastiest, evilest description
of the union [C] that was ever put to paper. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ We perform this for educational purposes only.
_ _ _ Current [Bm] establishment does not necessarily subscribe to the content of this video.
_ _ I don't think we did this earlier, but I must put out what we call
the politically incorrect disclaimer. _
In the mid-19th century, or the whole mid-19th, the whole 19th century,
the Reconstruction period, there was no such thing as PC. _
You were allowed to speak your mind [C#] and suffer the consequences.
Nowadays it ain't so.
[C] _ _ So, [B] we still have to deal with this issue because a lot of this material that we play
is politically incorrect by today's standards.
Thank God.
Thank you. _ _ _
_ _ _ [E] All right, all right. _ _
[G] Our aim is to educate people into the ways and means of this music,
the artistry of the music, to keep this music alive,
not because of [E] its content, but because of what it means to our historical [B] background. _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ Our [G] heritage.
_ _ [C] _
_ _ [G] _ _ [C] _ So, [G] if anybody gets offended, [A] we're sorry.
We didn't mean, we didn't come here to offend [F] anybody.
But if you do get offended, feel [Bm] free to leave.
There's doors everywhere. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
There [A] is no constitutional protection [C] against offending.
This song is called, Oh, I'm a Good Ol' Rebel. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ Come on, guys.
Cheer up. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ I'm trying to entertain you. _
One, two, three. _ _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ [C] Oh, I'm a good ol' rebel, [Am] now that's just what I am.
[C] For this land of [Am] freedom, I do not care a damn.
[C] I'm glad I fought [Bm] against it.
[Am] I only wish we'd won.
[C] And I don't want no [G] pardon [Am] for anything. _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ [Am] _ _ _ [C] I hate the Constitution, [Bm] [Am] this great republic.
_ [C] I hate the Freedmen's [B] Bureau [Am] in uniforms of blue.
[C] I hate the nasty [G] eagle [Am] with all his brags and fuss.
[C] I hate the [G] Yankees, [Am] I hate them worse.
_ [C] _ _ _
[G] _ [Am] _ _ _ [C] I hate the Yankee [G] [Am] Nation and everything they do.
[C] I hate the [G] Declaration [A] of Independence.
[C] I hate the glorious [G] Union, [Am] his dripping power.
[C] I hate the striped [G] banner, [Am] and I fit it all. _ _ _ _
[G] _ [Am] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
[G] _ [Am] _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
[G] _ [Am] _ I _ _ _ _
[Bm] _ [Am] _ _ _ _ [C] followed my [Bm] father [Am] for four years nearby.
[C] I got wounded in three [F#] [Am] places, starved and parted the guy.
[C] I caught the _
[G] [Am] rheumatism, camping in the snow.
[C] But I killed the chance a [A] Yankee, [Am] and I'd like to kill. _ _ _ _ _
[Bm] _ [Am] _ _ _ [C] Three hundred thousand [G] Yankees, [Am] just stiff in southern dust.
[C] We got three hundred [G] thousand [A] before they conquered us.
[C] They died of southern [Em] fever, [Am] southern steel and shock.
[C] I wish they were three [G] million [Am] instead of what we got.
[C] _ _ _ _
[G] _ [Am] _ _ _ [C] I can't take up my [G] musket [Am] and fight them now and all.
[C] But I ain't a gonna [B] love [Am] them, that is certain shown.
[C] And I don't want no [Bm] pardon [Am] for what I was and am.
[C] I won't be constructed, [A] [Am] and I don't care a [C] damn. _ _ _
[Bm] _ [Am] _ _ _ [C] I'm a good [G] old rebel, [Am] now that's just what I am.
[C] I'm a good old [G] rebel, [Am] that's just what I am. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ Thank you, and [B] thank God to live in the United States of America,
where you can sing a song like that to make you criticized,
but you ain't breaking the law.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _