Biografia:
Rebel Son é uma banda norte-americana de rockabilly/country rock , fundada em Raleigh, Carolina do Norte. É formada por Tom Warwick (Bateria), Lee Johnson (Vocal e Guitarra) e Dave Schneider (Baixo).
O trio toca o verdadeiro "Rockabilly Redneck", com letras que falam do cotidiano sulista, bebidas e coisas ilegais, só vividas por aqueles que vivem lá no Sul dos Estados Unidos. Um som desbocado e caipira, que simplesmente não dá a mínima para o que você está achando de suas canções.
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Outras músicas:
- A Whole Lot Quicker
- All My Demons
- All Of My Demons
- Angel With A Grey Robe On
- Bury Me In Southern Ground
- Cant Wash The Red Out Of My Redneck
- Dixie Land
- Drink And Cry
- Drink Myself Drunk
- Every Single One
- Farewell
- From A Mile Away
- From Now On
- House Of The Rising Sun
- How Did You Get So Ugly
- Id Rather
- Itll Probably Kill Us All
- Jesus Can You Get Me Out Of Jail
- Long Tall Bottle
- Lorena
- Mary Emma And Demsey
- Mr Confederate Man
- My New Plan
- One More Song
- One Way Or Another
- Piece Of White Trash
- Redneck Piece Of White Trash
- She Means More Than Anything To Me
- She Never Did Nothin
- Sittin Up Drinkin With Robert E Lee
- Southern Wind
- The Ballad Of Jane Death
- The Greatest Place On Earth
- The Little Boy
- Theft Of Mind
- What A Bitch You Are
- You Cant Turn A Whore Into A Lady
- Youve Always Got A Place To Sit
Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
[Verse 1]
A D
Takin' a trip in my old Chevy, ridin' through the south
A E
I looked up on a hill and I saw a big white house
A D
I caught a glimpse of a bearded man polishing his sword
A E A
Well, I saw Robert E. Lee outside sittin' on the porch
A D
I pulled up in the yard and saw a cotton field out back
A E
He invited me to sit with him and share a fifth of Jack
A D
He had criss-cross bars and thirteen stars blowing in the wind
A E A
He said, "Save your Confederate money, boy 'cause the south will rise again."
[Chorus]
D A
And Robert E. Lee did not like them northerners one bit
D A E
He was a rebel and he knew it and he didn't give a shit
D A F#m
We've been talkin' about Dixie and how old times used to be
D A E A
And I've been sittin' up drinkin' with Robert E. Lee
[Verse 2]
A D
We talked about his troops in the rebel infantry
A E
And those thirteen southern states that live in infamy
A D
As he took another swig of his black label whiskey
A E A
He said, "That yankee pride don't mean a damn thing to me."
A D
He spoke about his men and how they always fought so brave
A E
And how they wove their sacred flag though many lives they gave
A D
He struggled to gain independence for his southern ground
A E A
He stood up for his cause and never once did he back down
[Chorus]
D A
And Robert E. Lee did not like them northerners one bit
D A E
He was a rebel and he knew it and he didn't give a shit
D A F#m
We've been talkin' about Dixie and how old times used to be
D A E A
And I've been sittin' up drinkin' with Robert E. Lee
[Verse 3]
A D
It was two o'clock A.M. and the fire was gettin' low
A E
So I thanked him for our talk 'cause it was time for me to go
A D
While walkin' to my car, I turned to thank him once again
A E A
But the light was bare, there was nothing there but rock and dirt and sand
[Bridge]
F#m E A
Was it my imagination playing with my head?
F#m A E A
I remember hearing clearly every single word he said
F#m E A
Every movement, every gesture, every tear that his heart shed
D A E A
His dream is still alive even though his body's dead
[Verse 4]
A D
Robert E. Lee's memory lives on in the southern soul
A E
Along with his boys who fought and died out in the cold
A D
Lee was a man with tons of courage and a hero without a doubt
A E A
He was a man with determination, he was a man from the south
[Chorus]
D A
And Robert E. Lee did not like them northerners one bit
D A E
He was a rebel and he knew it and he didn't give a shit
D A F#m
We've been talkin' about Dixie and how old times used to be
D A E A
And I've been sittin' up drinkin' with Robert E. Lee
D A F#m
We've been talkin' about Dixie and how old times used to be
D A E A
And I've been sittin' up drinkin' with Robert E. Lee
A D
Takin' a trip in my old Chevy, ridin' through the south
A E
I looked up on a hill and I saw a big white house
A D
I caught a glimpse of a bearded man polishing his sword
A E A
Well, I saw Robert E. Lee outside sittin' on the porch
A D
I pulled up in the yard and saw a cotton field out back
A E
He invited me to sit with him and share a fifth of Jack
A D
He had criss-cross bars and thirteen stars blowing in the wind
A E A
He said, "Save your Confederate money, boy 'cause the south will rise again."
[Chorus]
D A
And Robert E. Lee did not like them northerners one bit
D A E
He was a rebel and he knew it and he didn't give a shit
D A F#m
We've been talkin' about Dixie and how old times used to be
D A E A
And I've been sittin' up drinkin' with Robert E. Lee
[Verse 2]
A D
We talked about his troops in the rebel infantry
A E
And those thirteen southern states that live in infamy
A D
As he took another swig of his black label whiskey
A E A
He said, "That yankee pride don't mean a damn thing to me."
A D
He spoke about his men and how they always fought so brave
A E
And how they wove their sacred flag though many lives they gave
A D
He struggled to gain independence for his southern ground
A E A
He stood up for his cause and never once did he back down
[Chorus]
D A
And Robert E. Lee did not like them northerners one bit
D A E
He was a rebel and he knew it and he didn't give a shit
D A F#m
We've been talkin' about Dixie and how old times used to be
D A E A
And I've been sittin' up drinkin' with Robert E. Lee
[Verse 3]
A D
It was two o'clock A.M. and the fire was gettin' low
A E
So I thanked him for our talk 'cause it was time for me to go
A D
While walkin' to my car, I turned to thank him once again
A E A
But the light was bare, there was nothing there but rock and dirt and sand
[Bridge]
F#m E A
Was it my imagination playing with my head?
F#m A E A
I remember hearing clearly every single word he said
F#m E A
Every movement, every gesture, every tear that his heart shed
D A E A
His dream is still alive even though his body's dead
[Verse 4]
A D
Robert E. Lee's memory lives on in the southern soul
A E
Along with his boys who fought and died out in the cold
A D
Lee was a man with tons of courage and a hero without a doubt
A E A
He was a man with determination, he was a man from the south
[Chorus]
D A
And Robert E. Lee did not like them northerners one bit
D A E
He was a rebel and he knew it and he didn't give a shit
D A F#m
We've been talkin' about Dixie and how old times used to be
D A E A
And I've been sittin' up drinkin' with Robert E. Lee
D A F#m
We've been talkin' about Dixie and how old times used to be
D A E A
And I've been sittin' up drinkin' with Robert E. Lee
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