Are you, are you Coming to the tree Strange things did happen here No stranger would it be If we met at midnight In the hanging tree Where dead man called out For his love to flee Where I told you to run

You can kiss my country ass If you're a down-home, backwoods redneck Hey come on, stand up and raise your glass But if you ain't down with my outlaw crowd Tearin' down a dirt road, rebel flag flyin', coon dog in the back Truck bed loaded down with beer

Doo doo doo-doo doo doo doo doo Rebel Rebel, you've torn your dress Rebel Rebel, your face is a mess Rebel Rebel, how could they know? Hot tramp, I love you so! Hey babe, your hair's alright You like me, and I like it all We like dancing and we look

Bring out the love Bring out the rebel And the lovers we be Will bring sweet harmony Then it would bring out the love And the rebel in you Bring out all the love in me My love is deeper than the ocean Our love is in need of sweet devotion

Loco, with some locas (locas) I love me some locas (me encantan las locas) Loco, with some locas I like that she likes what I like Shake that butt, back it up I'm the only Cuban dead or alive More famous than Castro He's a rebel, I'm a rebel He's a

Hey Mister D.J. Put a record on I want to dance with my baby Music makes the people come together Music makes the bourgeoisie and the rebel And when the music starts I never want to stop It's gonna drive me crazy

Marilyn Monroe and the Garden of Eden, never grow up, never grow old Just another rebel in the great wide open, on the boulevard of broken dreams And I learned everything I needed to know from John Cougar, John Deere, John 3:16 Everything I needed I'm a

The sensations overwhelming So give me Novocaine She's a rebel She's a saint She's salt of the earth and she's dangerous She's a rebel Missing link on the brink of destruction Drain the pressure from the swelling

Ooh woo, I'm a rebel just for kicks, now Might be over now, but I feel it still Is it coming? Let me kick it like it's 1986, now Am I coming out of left field? I been feeling it since 1966, now Might've had your fill, but you feel it still (Ooh woo, I'm

With a rebel yell she cried, more, more, more In the midnight hour she cried, more, more, more In the midnight hour, babe, more, more, more With a rebel yell, more, more, more More, more, more She want more More, more, more, more, more Last night a