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There's a grey horse standin' still |
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As a soldier climbs in the saddle for one last ride |
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As the rain pours off his hat |
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You can see the shadows of the past written in his eyes |
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Now the cannons are silent |
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His friends are all gone |
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Gotta put it all behind him |
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If he ever wants to find his way home |
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He's the last rebel on the road |
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Just a boy with his old guitar |
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Keeps to himself |
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but everybody takes him wrong |
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But he carries on |
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Got a dream that will never die |
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Can't change him, no use in stayin' where you don't belong |
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Now he's rollin' down the highway |
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Gone too far too fast |
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No one will ever find him |
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he'll never look back |
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(chorus) |
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'Cause he's the last rebel |
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And he's all alone |
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He's the last rebel |
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His friends are all gone |
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He's the last rebel |
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The last rebel on the road |
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There'll never be another like him |
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He's the last of a dying breed |
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Ain't no use in tryin' to tame him |
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'Cause he's the last rebel |
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And he's all alone |
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He's the last rebel |
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His friends are all gone |
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He's the last rebel |
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gotta carry on |
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He's the last rebel |
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The last rebel on the road |
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He's the last rebel |
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He's the last rebel |
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He's the last rebel |
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He's the last rebel |
