TOM PETTY AND THE HEARTBREAKERS - REBELS 

 

 
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 somethings sometimes 

 
That are so hard to swallow - Hey! 

 

 
Chorus: 

 
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. 

 

 
Well she picked me up in the morning 

 
And she paid out my ticket 

 
Yeah she screamed in the car 

 
And threw me out in the thicket 

 
Well - I never would've dreamed 

 
That her heart was so wicked 

 
Oh - but I keep coming back 

 
'Cos it's so hard to kick it. 

 

 
(Chorus) 

 

 
Even before my father's fathers 

 
They called us all rebels 

 
Burned our cornfields 

 
And left our cities level 

 
I can still see the eyes 

 
Of those blue bellied devils 

 
When I'm walking round tonight 

 
Through the concrete and metal