Paroles de Rebelene

Well alright!

Iâ??m gonna tell you all a story
â??bout the fame and the glory of a girl named Rebelene.
Well, sheâ??s a red haired daughter of a Washington lawyer
And a legend of the musical scene.

Well, she can sing and pick a guitar lick.
Yeah, sheâ??s country but she ainâ??t no hick.
Born to be a hardrocker, hellraiser, hillbilly queen.
Oh Rebelene, Rebelene.
Why do you treat your daddy mean.
Well canâ??t you hear me when I scream:
Rebelene, Rebelene.

Well you ought to see her mom, sheâ??s a blue eyed blond,
And a former Nashville, Tennessean.
Well Rebeleneâ??s a born rocker, sheâ??s the blood of Davie Crocket.
Sheâ??s a rebel, and sheâ??s GOTTA be free.

Well she can sing and pick a guitar lick.
Yeah, sheâ??s country but she ainâ??t no hick.
Born to be a hard-rocker, hell-raiser, hillbilly queen.
Oh Rebelene, Rebelene.
Why do you treat your daddy mean.
Oh, canâ??t you hear me when I scream:
She can sing and pick a guitar lick.
Yeah sheâ??s country but she ainâ??t no hick.
Born to be a hard-rocker, hell-raiser, hillbilly queen.
Oh Rebelene, Rebelene.
Why do you treat your daddy mean.
Why canâ??t you hear me when I scream:
Rebelene, Rebelene.