Rebelene

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I'm gonna tell you all a story 
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about the fame and the glory of a girl named Rebelene.
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Well, she's a red haired daughter of a Nashville lawyer 
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and a legend of the musical scene.


CHORUS:
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Well, she can sing and pick a guitar lick.
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Yeah, she's country but she ain't no hick. 
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Born to be a hardrocking, hellraising, hillbilly queen. 
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Oh Rebelene, Rebelene. 
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Why do you treat your daddy mean. 
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Well can't you hear me when I scream: 
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Rebelene, Rebelene. 

Well you ought to see her mom, she's a blue eyed blond, 
And a former Nashville, Tennessean. 
Well Rebelene's a born rocker, she’s the blood of Davie Crocket. 
She's a rebel, and she's GOTTA be free. 

Well she can sing and pick a guitar lick. 
Yeah, she's country but she ain't no hick. 
Born to be a hard-rocker, hell-raiser, hillbilly queen. 
Oh Rebelene, Rebelene. 
Why do you treat your daddy mean. 
Oh, can't you hear me when I scream:
Rebelene, Rebelene.