| When the night winds down and my thoughts run deep
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| And the Lord hangs a black cat moon
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| As I lie awake I swear I heard a song in the wind
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| In the southern breeze I can hear the strummin'
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| Of a six string just outta tune
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| And a whisky soaked voice
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| Singing 'bout places he’s been
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| Cuttin' through the night
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| Like a siren’s song
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| He’s tellin' me tonight
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| Gotta spread the news along
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| Chorus:
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| Rebel to rebel
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| To anyone who’s ever tried
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| Rebel to rebel
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| To take on the other side
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| Callin' out his name as night is falling
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| A brother’s voice is calling
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| Sending messages through the past
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| To rebels like me and you
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| I can see his face as I watch the stars
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| From a tour bus heading from town
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| With a wink and a smile
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| He’d tell me things words couldn’t say
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| To be a street survivor
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| Boy you gotta stand tall
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| Keep that dream in your heart
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| I’ll be there in the fight
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| Nothing gonna stand in our way
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| Well I’m taking his advice
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| As I sing this song
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| Let fortune roll the dice
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| And don’t you ever forget where you 're from
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| Chorus:
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| Rebel to rebel
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| Now I see him walk away
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| Rebel to rebel
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| Here it come
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| Now I hear his voice again
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| Rebel to rebel
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| To anyone who’s ever tried
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| Rebel to rebel
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| To take on the other side
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| Callin' out his name as night is falling
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| A brothers voice is calling
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| Rebel to rebel oooh rebels like me Rebel to rebel, rebel to rebel, rebel to rebel |