Rebel Runs Deep

Yeah, the rebel runs deep
Buried in my bones, it won't let me go, my soul
Been selling for cheap
Another bloody nose
Swerving down the road with some pills in the console

Riding shotgun with whiskey
Until the day that it kills me
(But the rebel runs deep)

There's still a little devil up my sleeve
Nothing but chain smoke when I breathe
'Til the day it kills me
Thirty rack of beer on my backseat
Skoal rain burned in the back of my jeans
Mama raised the hell out of me
But the rebel runs deep

It's just a matter of time
'Til my luck runs out
In a dive bar driving this town
Been wasting my life
So much doubt, you'd think by now I'd slow this train down

Riding shotgun with whiskey
Until the day that it kills me

There's still a little devil up my sleeve
Nothing but chain smoke when I breathe
'Til the day it kills me
Thirty rack of beer on my backseat
Skoal rain burned in the back of my jeans
Mama raised the hell out of me
But the rebel runs deep

Riding shotgun with whiskey
Until the day that it kills me

There's still a little devil up my sleeve
Nothing but chain smoke when I breathe
'Til the day it kills me
Thirty rack of beer on my backseat
Skoal rain burned in the back of my jeans
Mama raised the hell out of me

But the rebel runs deep
(But the rebel runs deep)