Country Rebel - T.Love

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