Текст песни 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 Or inside a little hollow I get faced with somethings, sometimes That are so hard to swallow, hey! (Hey, hey, hey!) I was born a rebel Down in Dixie on a Sunday mornin' Yeah with one foot in the grave And one foot on the pedal I was born a rebel She picked me up in the mornin' And she paid all my tickets Then she screamed in the car Left me out in the thicket Well I never would've dreamed That her heart was so wicked Yeah but I keep coming back 'Cause it's so hard to kick it, hey, hey, hey... Even before my father's father They called us all rebels While they burned our cornfields And left our cities leveled I can still feel the eyes Of those blue-bellied devils Yeah, when I'm walking around at night Through the concrete and metal, hey, hey, hey...
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