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CHoney don't walk out I`m Amtoo drunk to follow
CYou know you won't feel this Amway tomorrow
Well - mFaybe I'm a little roGugh around the edges
FInside a little Ghollow
FI get faced with Gsomethings sometimes
FThat are sGo hard to swallow - AmHey !
I was born a Crebel
Down in AmDixie on a Sunday Cmorning
Yeah - with Fone foot in the Ggrave
And Fone foot on the Gpedal
I was born a Amrebel.
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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