Rebels Lyrics - The Fine Print - Drive By Truckers

Honey don't you walk out 

I'm too drunk to follow 

I know you won't feel this way 

Tomorrow 

A little rough around the edges 

Inside's a little hollow 

I feel so beat down 

And so hard to swallow 

[Chorus] 

Hey, hey, hey 

(Hey, hey, hey) 

I was born a rebel 

Down in Dixie 

On a Sunday mornin' 

With one foot in the ground 

One foot on the pedal 

I was born a rebel 

You picked up in the mornin' and you 

Paid off my ticket 

You screamed in the car and 

Left me out in the thicket 

Oh I never would've dreamed 

That her heart was so wicked 

But I keep comin' back 'cause 

It's so hard to kick it 

[Chorus] 

I was born a rebel 

Even before my father's fathers 

They called us all rebels 

As they burned down our cornfields 

And left our cities leveled 

Well I still feel the eyes of them blue-bellied devils 

While I'm walking around through the concrete and metal 

[Chorus] 

Hey, hey, hey 

(Hey, hey, hey) 

Hey, hey, hey 

(Hey, hey, hey)