Lyrics

I feel the world is cheatin' My heart is barely beatin' Like a lone wolf in the pack No one to believe in Tryin' to fight these demons Where I'm going's where I'm at Like high plains drifters And midnight misters Dancin' with the devil's rock'n'roll Dirt poor playboys And drug store cowboys Hey, rebel soul I've been a man of reason Only to end up even I've paid the price of givin' back Low down and double dealing Up on the mountain kneeling I feel your love is just a trap Like high plains drifters And midnight misters Siftin' through the devil's pot of gold Dirt poor playboys And drug store cowboys Hey, rebel soul Rebel soul I feel just like I'm trapped by nighttime I sleep with one eye open in the day I've walked the wrong way but I've walked a long way Touched by the hand of treason I'm through with not believin' I'm leavin' town my bags are packed And if you feel the need when You finally find your feelings You'll know just where to find me at With high plains drifters And midnight misters Dancin' with the devil's rock'n'roll Dirt poor playboys And drug store cowboys Hey, rebel soul Rebel soul Rebel soul Rebel soul Rebel soul Rebel soul, soul Rebel soul Rebel soul
Writer(s): Matthew Shafer, Jason Krause, Marlon Young, Jack Fulks Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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