Luyện nghe bài hát Rebels

Honey don't out
I'm too to follow
You you won't feel this way tomorrow
Well, maybe a little rough the edges
Inside a little
I get with some things, sometimes
are so hard to swallow
Hey, hey, hey

I was a rebel
in Dixie on a Sunday morning
Yeah with one in the grave
And one foot on the
I was born a
I was born a

Well, she picked me up in the
And she paid all my
And she in the car
me out in the ticket
Well I never would've
her heart was so wicked
Oh but I keep back
'Cause it's so hard to it
Hey, hey, hey

I was born a
Down in Dixie on a morning
with one foot in the grave
And one on the pedal
I was born a
I was a rebel

Even my father's fathers
They called us all
Burned our
And left our cities
I can still see the
Of those bellied devils
When I'm walkin' tonight
the concrete and metal
Hey, hey, hey

I was a rebel
Down in Dixie on a Sunday
with one foot in the grave
And one foot on the
And I was born a
Yes, born a

Hey, hey, hey
I was born a
in Dixie on a Sunday morning
Yeah with one in the grave
And one foot on the
I was a rebel
a rebel

Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey