Rebel Son
I just never could sit still
Always on the run
Nothing was gonna slow me down
Just had to get it done
Now a million miles later
And these soles worn off my feet
I'm coming home to sit my bones down
Its where I need to be
I'm a rebel son, coming home
I cut my own path, my own way
And now I'm done
Cutting ties to get where I was going
Burning bridges as I went
Passing county lines and state welcome signs
Those days are spent
You'll never get them back no matter how hard you try
They're just memories
So I'm coming home to sit my bones down
It's where I need to be
I'm a rebel son, coming home
I cut my own path, my own way
And now I'm done
Writer/s: Shaune Walt
