Rebel With A Cause

He's a White boy rebel with a Southern flag,

Going fast ahead, he don't like to brag,

No one passes when he's on the road,

He's a lone rider, his lifes insured.

 

Chrous: Hell on wheels,

Feel the engine's roar,

Hell on wheels,

He's a rebel with a cause

 

Got a way of life, got a moral code,

Loyalty burning on the open road,

Brotherhood on the highway, a family on wheels,

Fighting all his life, that's the way he feels.

 

Rev the engine up, and he's on the road,

Riding with the wind, and away he goes,

His riding, his way of life, he's true to his land,

He's got a loyal comrade, in the hold of his hand

 

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