I feel the world is cheatin’ My heart is barely beatin’ Like a lone wolf in the pack
No one to believe in Tryin’ to fight these demons Where I’m going’s where I’m at
Like high plains drifters And midnight misters Dancin’ with the devil’s rock n roll Dirt poor playboys And drug store cowboys Hey, rebel soul
I’ve been a man of reason Only to end up even I’ve paid the price of givin’ back
Low down and double dealing Up on the mountain kneeling I feel your love is just a trap
Like high plains drifters And midnight misters Siftin’ through the devil’s pot o’ gold Dirt poor playboys And drug store cowboys Hey, rebel soul
I feel just like I’m trapped by nighttime I sleep with one eye open in the day I’ve walked the wrong way but I’ve walked a long way
Touched by the hand of treason I’m through with not believin’ I’m leavin’ town my bags are packed
And if you feel the need when You finally find your feelings You’ll know just where to find me at
With high plains drifters And midnight misters Dancin’ with the devil’s rock n roll Dirt poor playboys And drug store cowboys Hey, rebel soulTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
