Well,
the rain was pouring down
over Wildwood, Tennessee
One sheriff lay dead with a moonshiner
and the only witness was me
So I blew town with the last batch
that old Jones would ever brew
I called my woman,
said I'm coming home
Because my sinning days,
they are through
Since the last of the wild days
Last days of my life
You can follow me down
to the gates of hell
But you won't come back alive
Cause I'm the last of the rebel kind
The last man in a very long line
Everyone else had their shot
Now it's time that I got mine
Now my truck broke down in Memphis
Where I met a gypsy queen
We spent two hours in a motel room
And then I robbed her purse clean
Well, I found the keys to her old Trans Am
And I made it take flight
I've been up here with
these Yankees too long
And I'm gonna see Dixie tonight
Since the last of the wild days
The last days of my life
You can follow me down
to the gates of hell
But you won't come back alive
Since the last of the rebel kind
Last man in a very long line
Everyone else had their shot
Now it's time that I got mine
I ran short of gas,
around the Texas -Arkansas line
I had the Red River in my sights
and freedom on my mind
But the man, he won't own me,
won't let him tie me down
I started this fire, running that whiskey,
now the flame will burn me down
Since the last of the wild days,
the last days of my life
You can follow me down
to the gates of hell,
but you won't come back alive
Cause I'm the last of the rebel kind
Last man in a barrel of wine
Everyone else had their shot
Now it's time that I got mine
Cause it's the last of the wild days
The last days of my life
You can follow me down
to the gates of hell
But you won't come back alive
Cause I'm the last of the rebel kind
Last man in a very long line
Everyone else has their shot
That's time that I got mine
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