…hour, she cried more, more, more With a rebel yell, she cried more, more, more In the midnight hour, baby, more, more, more With a rebel yel, she cried more, more, more She don't like slavery, she won't sit and beg But…

…, tää on tosi mukavaa olla rockabilly poju like me. Kohta koko Suomi soittaa tätä sävelmää, jota mikään ei voi soittaa, se kyllä selviää sulle viimeistäänkin silloin, kun kuulet sen Rajun rocka-billy-piisin vetävimmän…

…Billy-cowboy sanoi vot Sä vanha veikko Kubanin Stetsoniini vaihda vaikka Kolmikulma balalaikka Teksasin ruusun ensi vuonna Sillä sulle soittaa saan Ja well sä kuule Ivan Jos sä tiedät jonkun kivan…

…with a broken wing A hitcher on a road alone and lost Iron sharpens iron - a truth that once was Mine is the Earth and the sword in the stone Mine is the throne for the idol One fleeting moment and it is all gone…

…In a world of us and them It happens now and then That faith becomes a battle Between two cultured men Father John was said to feel That only God was real Whereas Michael was a rebel An atheist with zeal Both traveled…

…Race with the wind The night is ending They will win when the sun is rising Stories have been told for years about the rebel man riding in the lands of unknown No one has ever seen their furious beings and their secret…