LYRIC
REBEL FROM THE SOUTH
(c) 2017, Christopher G. Moon – All Rights Reserved
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Moma didn’t love me
Daddy didn’t care
The whole time I was growing up
They were never there
Moma left with Johnny Walker
Daddy’s in the Penn
Momma’s drinking 9-5
And Daddy’s doing 10
CHORUS: Never asked for nothing , got a little less
I was just a rebel, a rebel in a dress (male version: a rebel and a mess)
Never meant to say it, it slipped out of my mouth
Guess I’m just a rebel … a rebel from the South.
Moma didn’t teach me
Anything at all
I guess its been a dozen years
Since Daddy even called
I grew up the hard way
Thinking on my feet
A little bit of country
And a little bit of street
CHORUS: Never asked for nothing , got a little less
I was just a rebel, a rebel in a dress (male version: a rebel and a mess)
Never meant to say it, it slipped out of my mouth
Guess I’m just a rebel … a rebel from the South.
BRIDGE:
Never had no time for rules , skipped out all the time at school
Made my way the best I could never did the things I should
Could have been a singer, could have sung this song
But somewhere down the road I guess, the path I took was wrong.
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