Well My mama was a rebel my daddy was a yankey
they got together made a little hanky panky
My blood run north and south like the mighty mississippi
yankey doodle dandy and I sang dixie
Im a little different Im a little lot you cant blame me it was by the grace of god
He brought my folks together the birds of a different feather
6 weeks later a honeymoon 9 months later a delivery room
My mama was a rebel my daddy was a yankey they got together made a little hanky panky
My blood runs north and south like the mighty mississippi yankey doodle dandy and I sang dixie
Mama said slow down Daddy said hurry They raised me just north of Missouri
she caught a cold he caught a pot we eat our sweet potatoes with noodles on top.
yeah my mama was a rebel my daddy was a yankey they got together made a little hanky panky
My blood runs north and south like the mighty mississippi yankey doodle dandy and I sang dixie
Ribeye steak and a bowl full of grits mama threw a party and daddy threw a fit
She shoot moonshine he drank beer daddy run the kin folk off and mama said you all come back now you hear
yeah my mama was a rebel my daddy was a yankey they got together made a little hanky panky
My blood runs north and south like the mighty mississippi yankey doodle dandy and I sang dixie
Well my mama was a rebel
Yeah my mama was a rebel

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