Country Rebel

I’m a Country Rebel Man
Johnny Cash, you understand
I’m a Country Rebel Boy
My big bottle is my toy
I’m a Country Rebel Bitch
Don’t worry low and out of rich
I’m a Country Rebel Guy
I feel OK and I feel alright
I’m a Country Rebel!
(I'm a Country Rebel!)
Woohoo!
I’m a Country Rebel!
(I'm a Country Rebel!)
Woohoo!
So…
One, two, three, four
Old fuckers no more
Five, six, seven, eight
All children go to hell
One, two, three, four
Old fuckers no more
Five, six, seven, eight
All saints go to hell
I’m a Country Rebel Man
In this bar I will buy a gun
I’m a Country Rebel Lad
I feel so good, I’m so glad
I’m a Country Rebel Bitch
Don’t worry low and out of rich
I’m a Country Rebel Boy
My big bottle is my toy
I’m a Country Rebel!
(I'm a Country Rebel!)
Woohoo!
I’m a Country Rebel!
(I'm a Country Rebel!)
Woohoo!
So…
One, two, three, four
Old fuckers no more
Five, six, seven, eight
All children go to hell
One, two, three, four
Old fuckers no more
Five, six, seven, eight
All saints go to hell
I love you so
No, no, no more
I love you so
No, no, no more