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Mar 2018
im a rocking rebel leather jacket.  jeans and boots
daddy was the same must be in my roots
with my friend my harley always there with me
riding down the freeway riding wild and free

heading to a gig where all the bikers meet
where they get together for a rocking treat
to a rocking band they dance the night away
underneath the stars till the break of day

born to be wild with the rebel soul in me
daddy was the same guess its meant to be
with my friend my harley drifting everywhere
riding wild and free every here and there.

looking for a gig to rock the night away
rocking through the night till the break of day
then drift on again my harley friend and me
with my rebel soul riding wild and free.

just a rocking rebel that im meant to be
with a rebel soul there inside of me
rocking all night long till the break of day
just a rocking rebel its meant to be that way
WILLIAM WORTHLESS
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WILLIAM WORTHLESS
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