August 30, 2009
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I'm a Good Ol' Yankee
Oh, I'm a good ol' Yankee; now that's just what I am
And for the irons of slav'ry, I do not care to stand
Threat against pride and living* has soaked our land in blood
But hear that sor'id bondage? I regret not what I done...I loves this 'Mer'can nation, land of the free and brave
I loves this Yankee nation, though it may bring my grave
I loves the glor'ous Union, pray never may it part
And, yes, I love ol' Dixie, so I swear upon my heart...I cried from news of Lincoln and cursed the traiter Booth
I fought Bullrun with fervor as ardor passed with youth
Can't regrow limbs from Gettys, though some be sure's yearning
And I recall the rebel cries as Atlanta was set to burningMen sewed their clothes with cotton; 'tis dripping with slave blood
For cents men crafted mountains, deep ridges in their "mud"
And then men sat there wond'ring they chased the specter gourd
Said too dumb to weild a gun - until we won the warI fought for the ol' Union, all 38 good states
Now should I find her broken, I pray my soul too break
United, not divided, I hope forever more
And for this great Republic, I'll gladly see God's doorOh, I'm a good ol' Yankee; now that's just what I am
And for the irons of slav'ry, I do not care to stand
Threat against pride and living has soaked our land in blood
But hear that sor'id bondage? I regret not what I done...*occupation
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