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TEXAS ROCKABILLY REBEL by Reverend Horton Heat
It A5goes real fast, but it D5sure feels good It A5goes real fast, but it D5sure feels good It A5goes real fast, but it D5sure feels good It feels A5good
A5Born a C5bastard G5child NoE5body knows whose A5son on the C5old Chisholm G5Trail E5 and he continues to A5run She's a C5'32 G5Ford E5chopped five window A5Coup Chevrolet C5mill really G5Really stirs the E5soup
Turn up the A5bass, turn up the D5treble A5Texas rockabilly D5rebel Turn up the A5bass, turn up the D5treble A5Texas rockabilly D5rebel
It goes real fast, but it sure feels good... When everyone said early on they had lost the fight Deep down inside they knew knew they had the might Like Harold Dawson, Mouser King Too many more to say Wide whitewall wheels gonna Gonna blow you away Turn up the bass, turn up the treble... It goes real fast, but it sure feels good... Feels good – Go (Solo) It goes real fast, but it sure feels good... When we fire that motor It goes rat-at-at-at-at Like a Texas guitar slinger Or a snare drum that is fat It is gray and it's red In memory of the dead Her builder Treadmill Vern is Sick in the head Turn up the bass, turn up the treble... It goes real fast, but it sure feels good... It feels good