Intro: C G    Am F

C                            Am
Honey don't you walk out I`m too drunk to follow
C                            Am
You know you won't feel this way tomorrow
F                         G
A little rough around the edges
F               G
Inside a little hollow
F                G
I get faced with something's sometimes
F         G                   Am
That are so hard to swallow - Hey, Hey, Hey


Chorus:

             C
I was born a rebel
        Am                C
Down in Dixie on a Sunday morning
            F               G
Yeah - with one foot in the grave
    F               G
And one foot on the pedal
             Am
I was born a rebel.


C
Well she picked me up in the morning
        Am
And she paid out my ticket
C
Yeah she screamed in the car
    Am
And threw me out in the thicket
F                G
I never would've dreamed
         F            G
That her heart was so wicked
F                 G
But I keep coming back
F          G                   Am
'Cos it's so hard to kick it - Hey, Hey, Hey


Chorus:

             C
I was born a rebel
        Am                C
Down in Dixie on a Sunday morning
            F               G
Yeah - with one foot in the grave
    F               G
And one foot on the pedal 
             Am
I was born a rebel.

C            
Even before my father's fathers
     Am
They called us all rebels
C
Burned our cornfields
    Am
And left our cities level
F
I can still see the eyes
         G
Of those blue bellied devils
F                      G
When I'm walking round tonight
F           G                   Am
Through the concrete and metal.