Rebel

I am a good old Rebel, that’s exactly what I am
The open land of freedom, I do not give a damn
We heard a thousand Yankees, well I’m dead on that Southern thing
We got three hundred thousand, all they ever got next to us
They gather the Southern people at an old Southern steel shop
And I wish we’d got three million more, mud we’ve got
I can’t take off my musket, fire now no more
But I ain’t gonna rebel, yes I got damn___ sure
You don’t want no part in what I’ve done or am
And I will not be reconstructed and I do not give a damn