Текст песни My Mama Was A Rebel

Well my mama was a rebel my daddy was a Yankee
They got together made a little hanky panky
My blood runs north and south
Like the mighty Mississippi
Yankee doodle dandy and I sang Dixie

I'm a little different, I'm a little odd
You can't blame me it was by the grace of god
He brought my folks together, two birds of a different feather
Six wees later a honeymoon, nine months later a delivery room

Well my mama was a rebel my daddy was a Yankee
They got together made a little hanky panky
My blood runs north and south
Like the mighty Mississippi
Yankee doodle dandy and I sang Dixie

Momma said slow down and daddy said hurry
They raised me just north of Missouri
She called it coke, he called it pop
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We eat our sweet potatoes with noodles on top

Well my mama was a rebel my daddy was a Yankee
They got together made a little hanky panky
My blood runs north and south
Like the mighty Mississippi
Yankee doodle dandy and I sang Dixie

Rib eye steak and a bowl full of grits
Mama through a party and daddy through a fit
She's shootn''' moonshine and daddy drinks beer
Daddy he run the kin folk off mama said ya'll come back now you hear

Well my mama was a rebel my daddy was a Yankee
They got together made a little hanky panky
My blood runs north and south
Like the mighty Mississippi
Yankee doodle dandy and I sang Dixie

Well my mama was a rebel
Yeah my mama was a rebel