Rebels Songtext
von 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
Insides a little hollow,
I feel so beat down and
It's so hard to swallow
Hey, hey, hey
(Hey, hey, hey)
I was born a rebel,
Down in Dixie
On a Sunday mornin'
With one foot in the ground
And one foot on the pedal, I was born a rebel
You picked me up in the mornin′, and you paid all my tickets
Then she screamed in the car
And left me out in the thicket
Well I never would′a dreamed
That her heart was so wicked
But I keep comin' back
′Cause it's so hard to kick it,


Hey, hey, hey
(Hey, hey, hey)
I was born a rebel,
Down in Dixie
On a Sunday mornin′
With one foot in the ground
And one foot on the pedal, I was born a rebel
I was born a rebel
Even before my father's fathers
They called us all rebels
As they burned 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
Hey, hey, hey
(Hey, hey, hey)
I was born a rebel,
Down in Dixie
On a Sunday mornin'
With one foot in the ground
And one foot on the pedal, I was born a rebel
I was born a rebel.
Hey, hey, hey
(Hey, hey, hey)
Hey, hey, hey
(Hey, hey, hey)