he’s a refugee from the highway   out there fighting for years   whether by God or by glory   he’s been traveling through his fears   and he always feels that his next step   will surely set him free   so be kind when he approaches   ‘cause that rebel could be me      he doesn’t know that the road’s been dying   dying for so many years   traveling in his darkness   he’s been traveling through his fears   and he left his home as a young one   left the young one in him behind   now his reasons for leaving   well i’ll tell you my friend   they’re just a little hard to find      chorus   when the rebel comes home   please don’t leave him alone, no, no   let him warm his soul on your shoulder   you better touch this man who’s been so much older   when the rebel comes home   please don’t leave him alone, no, no   let him warm his soul on your shoulder   you better touch this man who’s been so much older      he’s been walking along the shores of deception   turned his back on it all   but you know something must be wrong when you get that late night call   i say maybe it was wild geese on the fly   or a mother calling her child   that brought a tear to his lonely eye   and called him back from the wild      chorus (x2)