Rebel Son - Sittin up drinkin with robert e lee

^ATakin' a trip in my old Chevy, ^Dridin' through the south I ^Alooked up on a hill and I ^Esaw a big white house I ^Acaught a glimpse of a bearded man ^Dpolishing his sword Well, ^AI saw Robert E. Lee outside ^Esittin' on the ^Aporch

I ^Apulled up in the yard and saw a ^Dcotton field out back He ^Ainvited me to sit with him and ^Eshare a fifth of Jack He had ^Acriss-cross bars and thirteen stars ^Dblowing in the wind He said, "^ASave your Confederate money, boy 'cause the ^Esouth will rise ^Aagain."

And ^DRobert E. Lee did not like them ^Anortherners one bit He was a ^Drebel and he knew it and he ^Adidn't give a ^Eshit We've been ^Dtalkin' about Dixie and how ^Aold times used to ^F#mbe And I've been ^Dsittin' up ^Adrinkin' with ^ERobert E. ^ALee

^AWe talked about his troops in the ^Drebel infantry And those ^Athirteen southern states that ^Elive in infamy As he ^Atook another swig of his ^Dblack label whiskey He said, "^AThat yankee pride don't mean a ^Edamn thing to ^Ame."

He ^Aspoke about his men and how they ^Dalways fought so brave And ^Ahow they wove their sacred flag though ^Emany lives they gave He ^Astruggled to gain independence ^Dfor his southern ground He ^Astood up for his cause and never ^Eonce did he back ^Adown

And ^DRobert E. Lee did not like them ^Anortherners one bit He was a ^Drebel and he knew it and he ^Adidn't give a ^Eshit We've been ^Dtalkin' about Dixie and how ^Aold times used to ^F#mbe And I've been ^Dsittin' up ^Adrinkin' with ^ERobert E. ^ALee

It was ^Atwo o'clock A.M. and the ^Dfire was gettin' low So I ^Athanked him for our talk 'cause it was ^Etime for me to go While ^Awalkin' to my car, I turned to ^Dthank him once again But the ^Alight was bare, there was nothing there but ^Erock and dirt and ^Asand

^F#mWas it my imagination ^Eplaying with my ^Ahead? I ^F#mremember hearing ^Aclearly every ^Esingle word he ^Asaid Every ^F#mmovement, every gesture, every tear t^Ehat his heart ^Ashed His ^Ddream is still ^Aalive even ^Ethough his body's ^Adead

^ARobert E. Lee's memory lives ^Don in the southern soul ^AAlong with his boys who fought and ^Edied out in the cold ^ALee was a man with tons of courage and a ^Dhero without a doubt He was a ^Aman with determination, he was a ^Eman from the ^Asouth

And ^DRobert E. Lee did not like them ^Anortherners one bit He was a ^Drebel and he knew it and he ^Adidn't give a ^Eshit We've been ^Dtalkin' about Dixie and how ^Aold times used to ^F#mbe And I've been ^Dsittin' up ^Adrinkin' with ^ERobert E. ^ALee

We've been ^Dtalkin' about Dixie and how ^Aold times used to ^F#mbe And I've been ^Dsittin' up ^Adrinkin' with ^ERobert E. ^ALee