Brandon Humphreys - Rebel Soul Lyrics

A rebel soul, quick hands, and no fear of dyin'
And no chance of livin'
With the choices he'd made
To tell the truth, he was a drifter - a leaf on a river
He only prayed she'd forgive him
For the price he had to pay

When you've spent your life fightin'
The right and the wrong just don't seem quite so clear anymore
And they can't even name him
The ones they brought with 'em can't even lift their eyes off the floor

The Texas air was thick as sawdust with Pinkertons and lawmen
And carpet-baggin' bastards
Holding all the reins
He said, "I don't want trouble" They said "Son, You got it all."
So he reached down beside him
Squeezed her hand, and said, "Get in, Doll"

When the last shots were fired
His tired and broken down body was dragged out and burned
And the law that survived
Found his daughter inside - with another Colt, sayin, "It's your turn"

A rebel soul, quick hands, and no fear of dyin'
And no chance of livin' if it had to be their way