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