Текст песни Tom Petty - Rebels
Tom Petty - Rebels слова песни
Honey don`t walk out, I`m too drunk to followYou know you won`t feel this way tomorrowWell, maybe a little rough around the edgesOr inside a little hollow, I get faced with some things, sometimesThat are so hard to swallow, hey!ChorusI was born a rebel, down in DixieOn a Sunday mornin`Yeah with one foot in the graveAnd one foot on the pedal, I was born a rebelShe picked me up in the mornin`, and she paid all my ticketsThen she screamed in the carLeft me out in the thicketWell I never woulda dreamedThat her heart was so wickedYeah but I keep comin` back`Cause it`s so hard to kick it, hey, hey, hey(Repeat Chorus) Even before my father`s fatherThey called us all rebelsWhile they burned our cornfieldsAnd left our cities leveledI can still feel the eyes of those blue-bellied devilsYeah, when I`m walking round at nightThrough the concrete and metal, hey, hey, hey(Repeat Chorus)