(Intro – spoken over slow guitar feedback) Yeah… this ain’t about a man… It’s about the line he crossed. And what we do… when power forgets the law. (Verse 1) Slide guitar cryin’ through a courthouse hall, Dust on the flag and a crack in the wall, Old men whisper, “It’s happenin’ again— Power’s forgettin’ who gave it to them.” (Verse 2) McCoy blood runnin’ through coal and clay, From rebel nights to a breakin’ day, We stood with fire when the first shots rang— Didn’t bow then, ain’t bowin’ now, man. (Pre-Chorus) Yeah, you can dress it up in a thousand lies, But truth don’t fade and it never dies… (Chorus) Rebel is the patriot—loud and mean, Boots on the ground, not a TV screen, We don’t kneel to a gilded rant— Or a crown on an orange tyrant. Rebel is the patriot—hear that sound, It’s the voice of law when it’s breakin’ down, You cross that line, we don’t play pretend— We the people bring it to an end. (Verse 3) Back in the day with Washington’s line, Frozen breath and a sacred sign, “No king lives here,” was the rebel code— Now it’s buried under a heavy load. (Verse 4) Yeah, we wore gray when the country split, And we paid in blood for the weight of it, But a rebel learns when the truth cuts deep— You don’t keep chains that you swore to break. (Pre-Chorus) Yeah, history burns in a righteous flame, And you damn well better remember its name… (Chorus) Rebel is the patriot—loud and mean, Boots on the ground, not a TV screen, We don’t kneel to a gilded rant— Or a crown on an orange tyrant. Rebel is the patriot—hear that sound, It’s the voice of law when it’s breakin’ down, You cross that line, we don’t play pretend— We the people bring it to an end. (Bridge – stripped down, gritty) Don’t tell me loyalty means obey, When the law itself’s gettin’ thrown away, Orders ain’t sacred, power ain’t right— If it kills the truth in the dead of night. (Verse 5) Factory whistle and a late-night shift, Man reads rights like a final gift, Says, “Ain’t no badge, ain’t no suit, ain’t no name— Gonna put themselves above that flame.” (Verse 6) There’s a voice on the screen with a crooked grin, Sellin’ fear just to pull you in, But a rebel heart hears the hollow sound— Of a paper throne about to drown. (Pre-Chorus) Yeah, the louder he shouts, the less it’s true— And the reckoning’s comin’ into view… (Final Chorus – full band, explosive) Rebel is the patriot—set it on fire, Truth don’t bend to a man’s desire, No false crown, no deceiver’s chant— Gonna break the will of a tyrant’s rant. Rebel is the patriot—stand your ground, When the law gets lost, we’re the ones it found, We the people ain’t blind or bent— We remember what the founders meant. (Outro – fading, raw) Yeah… McCoy blood don’t forget the cost… And freedom ain’t free when the line gets crossed… Rebel is the patriot… Always was. Always will be.
