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The Rebel
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By Dave Sharp
Which side are you on, boys? Are you in or are you out? What's the plan, where's the action? Is anybody keepin' count? Are you makin' any distance Through the fogged avenues Over the miles of desolation Beneath your old leather shoes. Backed up against a mountain Stacked as high as old deceit Take one good look around you
Can you still say that old rocky road to Hell Town Is a million miles from where you'll ever be? Can you still say in the bright lights of the city As Saturday rolls 'round the rails As you drink another whiskey There is no way in this world for you to fail?
Chorus:
You're like a rebel now Feel like it's all you've ever been You're like a rebel now And for the sake of sweet freedom I only hope you win . . .
And so released upon the nation With a baseball hat and shades Like so many more before you No, sir, you're not afraid Now as rivers roll against you As troubled waters rise And one by one all dreams desert you Maybe it's time to realize For too long you have been sinkin' Deep in a pit of shiftin' sand It's got a hold tight around your throat
And you know that's when it gets to be like murder Bustin' your back against the land Born with a debt that's held in service Somewhere deep inside the mines Old Mother Jones a-singin' It's more than enough to bury any man alive . . .
[Chorus]
M8:
Sweetest Oliana, everybody knows she's a land that's fair and bright All the roads are made of treacle there There's no such thing as yours or mine Are you in or out, for wrong or right?
[Chorus]
Featured on the following albums:
Downtown America
Downtown America (promo)
The Summer Of Love 2002 Part 1
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