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 Some Things Sometimes

That Are So Hard To Swallow

Hey Hey 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 All My Tickets

Yeah She Screamed In The Car

And Threw Me Out In Th E Thicket

Well I Never Would've Dreamed

That Her Heart Was So Wicked

Oh But I Keep Coming Back

Cause It's So Hard To Kick It



I Was Born A Rebel

Down In Dixie On A Sunday Morning

Yeah With One Foot In The Grave

And On E Foot On The Pedal

I Was Born A Rebel



Even Before My Father's Fathers

They Called Us All Rebels

Burned Our Cornfields

And Left Our Cities Leveled

I Can Still See The Eyes

Of Those Blue Bellied Devils

When I'm Walkin G Round Tonight

Through The Concrete And Metal



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