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Date: 1/28/97; 9:59:08 AM
From: Jason Wendtland 
Subject: Rebels Without a Clue- Bellamy Brothers

This is for all you rebels out there- sometimes I wish I were one!

Rebels Without a Clue
By: Bellamy Brothers

Key of C

Intro:  C  F  C  F

        C                                F
We were there in the back seat 'cause we couldn't go home
        C                         F
We were too young to pay the rent
      C                               F
I was working on the mechanics of the cross-your-heart bra
 C                   F
LBJ was the president
G                   Am
My pal Travis asked me the next day he said,
G                       Am
"Was it hard to score?"
G                 Am
I lied to him and said, "It was a snap!"
       F                            G
And we laughed as we walked out the door

Chorus
        C                F
We were rebels without a clue
C                          F
Didn't know where to go or what to do
        C          G         Am
And the whole generation was feeling it too
        G                C      F    C    F
We were rebels without a clue

      C                     F
Buddy Holly was gone and we drank all night long
C                        F
And listened to his songs
      C                               F
Where do you go in the summer of your junior year
             C                                 F
To learn the difference between right and wrong?
G                    Am
Me and the boys just wanted some girls
            G                            Am
But we were scared to try a little tenderness
      G                      Am
So we souped up our cars and fought in the bars
              F                  G
Like that was gonna get us kissed

Chorus-at end, instead of F  C  F, play a quicker
change of C F and into following verse

G          C            C F G          C   C  F
Now we got station wagon,   now we got kids
G             Am             F             G
Still we have no idea why we did what we did

       C                                F
Now we laugh at the predjudicism and we laugh at the punks
        C                          F
And the business men who have fried
       C                                 F
And we go around bettin' things would've been a lot different
   C                              F
If James Dean and Elvis hadn't died
G                Am
Travis called me up the other day he said,
   G                         Am
"Remember that summer at the lake,
         G                          Am
Where we broke every rule, said the hell with school
              F                G
'Cause we had had all we could take?"

Chorus
Repeat and fade
						Jason A. Wendtland