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I was raised on Waylon, Billy Jo Shaver, and Johnny Cash
Mama prayed for mercy, daddy taught me how to whip some ass
I ain't no rhinestone cowboy, I ain't some Nashville wanna be
I tip my hat to the legends, who broke the rules before me
They said, "Turn it down"
But I turned it up with a cigarette hangin' and a middle finger up
I'm talkin' 'bout that outlaw shit
Haggard with a heartbreak twist
Jones in a bottle, and paycheck with his ole violin
No time to fake it, if you ain't lived it
Just out here tryin' to give it
That outlaw sound with a rebel spirit, yeah
Talkin' 'bout that outlaw shit
Ain't no suits or glitter in these busted boots I wear
Playin' dive bars, raisin' hell, with a come-and-take-it stare
Like Willie in the wind, Lord I tend to drift from town to town
Singin' stories 'bout the broken, the hurt, the lost and found
It ain't clean, it ain't cute, but it's real as it gets
(We ain't sellin' out son) we're just cashin' in
I'm talkin' 'bout that outlaw shit
Haggard with a heartbreak twist
Jones in a bottle, and paycheck with his ole violin
No time to fake it, if you ain't lived it
Just out here tryin' to give it
That outlaw sound with a rebel spirit, yeah
Talkin' 'bout that outlaw shit
From the Grand Ole Opry to the jailhouse floor
They paved the way and opened the door
To that outlaw shit
Haggard with a heartbreak twist
Jones in a bottle, and paycheck with his ole violin
No time to fake it, if you ain't lived it
I'm out here tryin' to get it
That outlaw sound with a rebel spirit, yeah
Talkin' 'bout that outlaw shit
Yeah, that outlaw shit
Yeah, that outlaw shit