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Rebelville
by Branden Parrish
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If it ain't two lanes
I don't want it
If it ain't a country mile
To the nearest highway sign
You can have it
This is where the boot meets the dirt
This is where the hard meets the work
This is where the Lord is praised
And hell gets raised
Now let me tell you about my place
These are the front lines of Dixie
These are the back roads that made me
We fly by night, we're always down to fight
You know we're bound to get a little wild tonight
No way to change me
And there ain't no need to save me
These boots run deeper than that old sawmill
I wanna welcome y'all down to Rebelville
If you're looking for a place where the alligators rest
If you're trying to find some liquid kryptonite
We can pour it
This is where the love runs plenty
Where we all live free
And in our front yard we let three flags fly
The state, the stripes and Dixie
These are the front lines of Dixie
These are the back roads that made me
We fly by night, we're always down to fight
You know we're bound to get a little wild tonight
No way to change me
And there ain't no need to save me
These boots run deeper than that old sawmill
I wanna welcome y'all down to Rebelville!
If it ain't two lanes
I don't want it
If it ain't a country mile
To the nearest highway sign
You can have it
This is where the boot meets the dirt
This is where the hard meets the work
This is where the Lord is praised
And hell gets raised
Now let me tell you about my place
These are the front lines of Dixie
These are the back roads that made me
We fly by night, we're always down to fight
You know we're bound to get a little wild tonight
No way to change me
And there ain't no need to save me
These boots run deeper than that old sawmill
I wanna welcome y'all down to Rebelville
If you're looking for a place where the alligators rest
If you're trying to find some liquid kryptonite
We can pour it
This is where the love runs plenty
Where we all live free
And in our front yard we let three flags fly
The state, the stripes and Dixie
These are the front lines of Dixie
These are the back roads that made me
We fly by night, we're always down to fight
You know we're bound to get a little wild tonight
No way to change me
And there ain't no need to save me
These boots run deeper than that old sawmill
I wanna welcome y'all down to Rebelville!
