Biografía:
Johnny Rebel é o pseudônimo do músico country Clifford Joseph Trahan (nascido em 03 de outubro de 1938), também conhecido como Pee Wee Trahan.
Suas canções freqüentemente usam o termo 'nigger' e reflete a sua simpatia para a KKK. Quase todas as suas canções são anti-negras e anti-integração racial.
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¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
Am
O Polly O Polly,
Am G Am
It's for your sake alone,
Am
I've left my old father
Am G Am
My country and my home,
Am
I've left my old mother
Am G Am
To weep and to mourn
Am D Dm
I am a Rebel soldier
Dm Am
And far from my home.
Am
It's grape shot and musket
Am G Am
And the cannons lumber loud,
Am
There's many a mangled body
Am G Am
The blanket for their shroud,
Am
There's many a mangled body
Am G Am
Left on the fields alone,
Am D Dm
I am a Rebel soldier
Dm Am
And far from my home.
I'll eat when I'm hungry
I'll drink when I am dry,
If the Yankees dont kill me
I'll live until I die,
If the Yankees dont kill me
And cause me to mourn,
I am a Rebel soldier
And far from my home.
Here's a good old cup of brandy
And a glass of nice wine,
You can drink to your true love
And I will drink to mine,
And you can drink to your true love
And I'll lament and mourn,
I am a Rebel soldier
And far from my home.
I'll build me a castle on the mountain
On some green mountain high,
Where I can see Polly
As she is passing by,
Where I can see Polly
And help her to mourn,
I am a Rebel soldier
And far from my home.
O Polly O Polly,
Am G Am
It's for your sake alone,
Am
I've left my old father
Am G Am
My country and my home,
Am
I've left my old mother
Am G Am
To weep and to mourn
Am D Dm
I am a Rebel soldier
Dm Am
And far from my home.
Am
It's grape shot and musket
Am G Am
And the cannons lumber loud,
Am
There's many a mangled body
Am G Am
The blanket for their shroud,
Am
There's many a mangled body
Am G Am
Left on the fields alone,
Am D Dm
I am a Rebel soldier
Dm Am
And far from my home.
I'll eat when I'm hungry
I'll drink when I am dry,
If the Yankees dont kill me
I'll live until I die,
If the Yankees dont kill me
And cause me to mourn,
I am a Rebel soldier
And far from my home.
Here's a good old cup of brandy
And a glass of nice wine,
You can drink to your true love
And I will drink to mine,
And you can drink to your true love
And I'll lament and mourn,
I am a Rebel soldier
And far from my home.
I'll build me a castle on the mountain
On some green mountain high,
Where I can see Polly
As she is passing by,
Where I can see Polly
And help her to mourn,
I am a Rebel soldier
And far from my home.
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Johnoy Danao
Johnson Oatman, (...)
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