Rebels
 作词 : Tom Petty
 作曲 : Tom Petty
 Honey, don't walk out, I'm too drunk to follow
 You know you won't feel this way tomorrow
 Well, 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, born a rebel

 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
 Yeah but I keep coming back
 'Cause 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, born a rebel

 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 walking 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, born a rebel

 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, born a rebel

 Hey hey hey