Karaoké Rebels Tom Petty

Honey don't walk out I'm too drunk to follow

You know

You know you won't feel this way tomorrow

Well just

Maybe a little rough around the edges or inside a little hollow

I get faced with some things sometimes that are so hard to swallow

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

Was born a rebel

Yeah

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 but I

But I

Keep comin' back 'cos it's so hard to kick it

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

Was born a rebel

Ho

Even before my father's father they called us all rebels as they

Burned our cornfields and left our cities leveled, I can

Still feel the eyes of those blue-bellied devils

Yeah

When I'm walkin' 'round at night through the concrete and metal

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

Was born a rebel

So

Ow

Hey hey hey

I was born a rebel

Down in Dixie

On a Sunday mornin'

Yeah with one foot in the grave

One foot on the pedal

I was born a rebel

Born a rebel

Hey hey hey

Hey hey hey

Hey hey hey

Hey hey hey

Hey hey hey

Hey hey hey