Southern Trinity

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Rodgers' Rebels

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Use to be Cowboys on one side bikers on the other
Hippies in the middle trying to get out of the way
Every chance they could they would lock horns with each other
Wouldn't be a wall left standing in that place
Times have changed and I'm sure glad it did
Cause now I'm all three rolled into one in this life I live

We can fire up the Harleys, get stoned rocking Bob Marley
Feel every word of those ol' Waylon songs
We're strong as chains and leather soft as a dream catcher's feather
And sweet Dixieland will always be my home
God made me to be all three
Blessed Southern Trinity

I try to let my hippie side lead me most the way
Because we should all be praying for love and peace
A hug ain't never won a war the redneck comes out to play
Cause you might have to kill the wolf to save the sheep
God forbid you mess with one of mine, well
That biker side will come out screaming like a demon out of Hell

And we'll fire up the Harleys, get stoned rocking Bob Marley
And feel every word of those Merle Haggard songs
Strong as these chains and leather, soft as a dream catcher's feather
Sweet Dixieland will always be my home
God made me to be all three
Blessed Southern Trinity

We can fire up the Harleys, go on, crank up that Marley
And feel every word of those Keith Whitley songs
We're strong as chains and leather soft as a dream catchers feather
Sweet Dixieland will always be my home
God made me to be all three

Love or hate me you get just what you see

God made me to be all three
Blessed Southern Trinity

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