Rebels - Tom Petty And The Heartbreakers

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!

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