Rebels - Tom Petty And The Heartbreakers

Honey don’t walk out I’m too drunk to follow

You know you won’t feel this way tomorrow

Well, maybe I’m a little

Rough around the edges

Inside a little hollow

I get faced with some things sometimes

That are so hard to swallow

Hey hey hey

I was born a rebel

Down in Dixie on a Sunday morning

Yeah, with one foot in the grave

And one foot on the pedal

I was born a rebel, I was born a rebel, yeah

Well she picked me up in the morning

And she paid all my tickets

And she screamed in the car

And left me out in th e thicket

Well I never would’ve dreamed

That her heart was so wicked

Oh but I keep coming back

'Cause it’s so hard to kick it

Hey hey hey

I was born a rebel

Down in Dixie on a Sunday morning

Yeah, with one foot in the grave

And one foot on the pedal

I was born a rebel, born a rebel

Even before my father’s fathers

They called us all rebels

Burned our cornfields

And left our cities leveled

I can still see the eyes

Of those blue bellied devils

When I’m walking round tonight

Through the concrete and metal

Hey hey hey

I was born a rebel

Down in Dixie on a Sunday morning

Yeah, with one foot in the grave

And one foot on the pedal

I was born a rebel, I was born a rebel

Hey hey hey

I was born a rebel

Down in Dixie on a Sunday morning

Yeah, with one foot in the grave

And one foot on the pedal

I was born a rebel, born a rebel

Hey hey hey

Hey hey hey

Hey hey hey