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 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 wouldve dreamed That her heart was so wicked Oh - but I keep coming back Cause its so hard to kick it. Hey, hey, hey [Chorus] Even before my fathers 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 Im walking round tonight Through the concrete and metal. Hey, hey, hey... https://youtube/watch?v=OoV-awiHpuM
Posted on: Sun, 21 Dec 2014 09:34:06 +0000
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