Отключить рекламуIntro: C G Am F
C AmHoney don't walk out I`m too drunk to follow
C AmYou know you won't feel this way tomorrow
F GWell - maybe I'm a little rough around the edges
F GInside a little hollow
F GI get faced with somethings sometimes
F G AmThat are so hard to swallow - Hey !
Chorus:
CI was born a rebel
Am CDown in Dixie on a Sunday morning
F GYeah - with one foot in the grave
F GAnd one foot on the pedal
AmI was born a rebel.
Well she picked me up in the morning
And she payed out my ticket
Yeah she screamed in the car
And threw me out in the thicket
Well - I never would've dreamed
That her heart was so wicked
Oh - but I keep coming back
'Cos it's so hard to kick it.
(Chorus)
Even before my father's fathers
They called us all rebels
Burned our cornfields
And left our cities level
I can still see the eyes
Of those blue bellied devils
When I'm walking round tonight
Through the concrete and metal.
I can post chords for stacks more Tom Petty if anyones interested -
most of them though (including this !) are normally fairly simple
to get the general feel.
Shaun.
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