Chords for Rebel Son - Sittin' Up Drinkin' With Robert E. Lee

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_ _ _ _ _ I'm going to sing a song called,
Taking a trip in my old [D] Chevy
riding through the south.
[A] I looked up on a hill [E] and I saw
a big white house.
[A] I caught a glimpse of a bearded [D] man
polishing his sword.
[A] I saw Robert E.
Lee [E] outside
sitting [A] on the porch.
I pulled up in the yard and [D] saw
a cotton field out back.
[A] He invited me to sit with [E] him
and share a bit of Jack.
[A] He had dress cross bars and thirteen [D] stars
blowing in the wind.
[A] He said, save your Confederate money, [E] boy,
cause the south will [A] rise again. _ _ _
_ _ [D] And Robert E.
Lee did not [A] like
them northerners one bit.
[D] He was a rebel and he knew it
[A] and he didn't [E] give a shit.
_ [D] We've been talking about Dixie
[A] and how [F#m] old times used to be.
And [D] I've been [A] sitting up drinking
[E] with [A] Robert E.
Lee. _
_ _ _ _ [F#] [A] We talked about his troops
[D] and the rebel infantry
[A] in those thirteen southern states
[E] that were living in for me.
[A] As he took another [D] swig
of his black label whiskey,
[A] he said, that Yankee [E] pride
don't mean a damn [A] thing to me.
He spoke about his men
and [D] how they always fought so brave
[A] and how they wove their sacred [E] flag
though many lives they gave.
[A] He struggled to gain [D] independence
for his southern ground.
[A] He stood up for his cause
and [E] never once did [A] he back down. _ _
_ _ [D] And Robert E.
Lee did not [A] like
them northerners one bit.
[D] He was a rebel and he knew [A] it
and he didn't [E] give a shit.
_ [D] We've been talking about Dixie
[A] and how old times [F#m] used to be.
And [D] I've been [A] sitting up drinking
[E] with [A] Robert E.
Lee.
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_ _ _ _ [F#] [A] It was two o'clock a [D].m.
and the fire was getting low.
[A] So I thanked him for our talk
cause it was [E] time for me to [A] go.
While walking to my car
I [D] turned to thank him once again.
[A] But the lot were fair
there was nothing [E] there
but rocks and [A] dirt and sand. _ _
_ _ [E] _ [F#m] Was it my imagination
[E] playing [A] with my head?
[F#m] I remember [D] hearing clearly
[A] every single word he [E] said.
[F#m] Every movement, every gesture,
every [E] tear that [A] his heart shed.
[D] His dream is [A] still alive
[E] even though his [A] body's dead. _
_ _ _ _ _ Robert E.
Lee's memory [D] lives on
in the southern soul.
[A] Along with his boys who [E] fought
and died out in the cold.
[A] Lee was a man with tons of [D] courage,
a hero without a doubt.
[A] He was a man with determination,
[E] he was a man [A] from the south. _ _
_ _ [D] And Robert E.
Lee did not [A] like
them northerners one bit.
[D] He was a rebel and he knew [A] it
and he didn't [E] give a shit.
[D] He said,
Son, I've got [A] many [F#m] stories to tell.
[D] You only [A] see this grant
[E] and kiss my ass [A] and go to hell.
_ _ _ _ [D] We've been talking about [A] Dixie
and how old [F#m] times used to be
and [D] I've been [A] sitting up drinking
[E] with [A] Robert E.
Lee. _
_ _ Drink him up, bro.
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