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Confederate Yankee Doodle 
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!