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
 
Or inside a little hollow
I get faced with some things sometimes
That are so hard to swallow
 
Hey (Hey, hey, hey!)
I was born a rebel
Down in Dixie (hey, hey, hey) on a Sunday morning
 
Yeah with one foot in the grave
And one foot on the pedal
I was born a rebel
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 left me out in the 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
 
Hey, hey, hey (Hey, hey, hey!)
I was born a rebel
Down in Dixie (hey, hey, hey) on a Sunday morning
 
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 fathers
They called us all rebels
They burned down our cornfields
And left our cities leveled
 
I can still feel the eyes
Of those blue-bellied devils
When I'm walking around tonight
Through the concrete and metal
 
Hey, hey, hey (Hey, hey, hey!)
I was born a rebel
Down in Dixie (hey, hey, hey) on a Sunday morning
 
Yeah with one foot in the grave
And one foot on the pedal
I was born a rebel
I was born a rebel
 
Oh!
 
Hey, hey, hey (Hey, hey, hey!)
I was born a rebel
Down in Dixie (hey, hey, hey) on a Sunday morning
 
Yeah with one foot in the grave
And one foot on the pedal
I was born a rebel
Born a rebel
 
Hey, hey, hey (Hey, hey, hey!)
Hey, hey, hey (Hey, hey, hey!)
Hey, hey, hey (Hey, hey, hey!)
Hey, hey, hey (Hey, hey, hey!)
Hey, hey, hey (Hey, hey, hey!)