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Confederate Yankee Doodle

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Confederate Yankee Doodle

Yankee Doodle had a mind
To whip the Southern "traitors,"
Because they didn't choose to live
On codfish and potatoes.
     Yankee Doodle, doodle-doo,
     Yankee Doodle dandy,
     And so to keep his courage up
     He took a drink of brandy.
Yankee Doodle said he found
By all the census figures,
That he could starve the Rebels out
If he could steal their niggers.
    Yankee Doodle, doodle-doo,
    Yankee Doodle dandy,
    And then he took another drink
    Of gunpowder and brandy.

Yankee Doodle made a speech;
'Twas very full of feeling:
I fear, says he, I cannot fight,
But I am good at stealing.
    Yankee Doodle, doodle-doo,
    Yankee Doodle dandy,
    Hurrah for Lincoln, he's the boy
    To take a drop of brandy.
Yankee Doodle drew his sword,
And practiced all the passes;
Come boys, we'll take another drink
When we get to Manassas.
   Yankee Doodle, doodle-doo,
   Yankee Doodle dandy,
   They never reached Manassas plain,
   And never got the brandy.

Yankee Doodle soon found out
That Bull Run was no trifle;
For if the North knew how to steal,
The South knew how to rifle.
   Yankee Doodle, doodle-doo,
   Yankee Doodle dandy,
   'Tis very clear I took too much
   Of that infernal brandy.
Yankee Doodle wheeled about,
And scampered off at full run,
And such a race was never seen
As that he made at Bull Run.
   Yankee Doodle, doodle-doo,
   Yankee Doodle dandy,
   I haven't time to stop just now
   To take a drop of brandy.

Yankee Doodle, Oh! For shame,
You're always intermeddling;
Let guns alone, they're dangerous things;
You'd better stick to peddling.
    Yankee Doodle, doodle-doo,
    Yankee Doodle dandy,
    When next I go to Bully Run
    I'll throw away the brandy!
Yankee Doodle, you had ought
To be a little smarter;
Instead of catching wooly heads
I vow you've caught a tartar.
    Yankee Doodle, doodle-doo,
    Yankee Doodle dandy,
    Go to hum, you've had enough
    Of Rebels and of brandy!
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