Rebels

Songs Title：rebels

Honey dont walk out Im too drunk to follow

You know you wont feel this way tomorrow

Well maybe Im 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

Well she picked me up in the morning

And she paid all my tickets

Yeah she screamed in the car

And threw me out in th e thicket

Well I never wouldve dreamed

That her heart was so wicked

Oh but I keep coming back

Cause its so hard to kick it

I was born a rebel

Down in dixie on a sunday morning

Yeah with one foot in the grave

And on e foot on the pedal

I was born a rebel

Even before my fathers 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 Im walkin g round tonight

Through the concrete and metal

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