Luyện nghe bài hát I'm a Good Old Rebel

Oh, I'm a good old
Now thats just I am
And for yankee nation
I do no a damn.

I'm I fit (fought) against 'er (her)
I wish we'd won
I ain't any pardon
For I've done.

I hates the Yankee
And eveything do
I hates the
Of too.

I hates the glorious
'Tis dripping with our
I hates the striped
And fit (fought) it all I could.

I with Robert E. Lee
For three years there
Got wounded in four
And I starved at (Point) Lookout.

I coutch (caught) the (rheumatism)
Campin' in the
But I killed a chance of
And I'd like to some mo'. (more.)

hundred thousand Yankees
Is in southern dust
We got three thousand
they conquered us.

They of southern fever
And southern and shot
I wish they was million
Instead of we got.

I can't up my musket
And 'em down no mo' (more)
But I a-goin' to love 'em (them)
Now that is sho. (certain sure.)

And I don't want no
For I was and am
I won't be
And I do not a damn.

Oh, I'm a good old
Now that's what I am
And for this Yankee
I do no a damn.

I'm glad I fought 'er (her)
I wish we'd won
I ain't asked any
For anything done.

I ain't any pardon
For I've done...