Everyone's an Outlaw

Well, I was raised up by a simple man
I grew up with a gun in my hand
Taught me how to love and how to fight
Taught me what's wrong, taught me what's right

Said, "You're don't have a choice to choose
You do what you can and don't ever lose
Just remember, even when I'm dead and gone"

Stick to your guns, son, make me proud
Don't ever back up, don't ever back down
Stand your ground and always tell it like it is

Yeah, this life gonna be real damn tough
You take them scars and you call that bluff
Don't let me catch you fittin' in
'Cause everyone's an outlaw
'Til it's time to do outlaw shit

Well, the times are changin' but not for me
I've got my own home now and a family
Two calloused hands and some old work boots
Bustin' my ass, payin' my dues

Tell my kids every night
"Try to see the world through your neighbor's eyes
And make a difference if you can"

Stick to your guns, son, make me proud
Don't ever back up, don't ever back down
Stand your ground and always tell it like it is

Yeah, this life's gonna be real damn tough
You take them scars and you call that bluff
Don't let me catch you fittin' in
'Cause everyone's an outlaw
Until it's time to do outlaw shit

Stick to your guns, son, make me proud
Don't ever back up, don't ever back down
Stand your ground and always tell it like it is

Yeah, this life's gonna be real damn tough
You take them scars and you call that bluff
Don't let me catch you fittin' in
'Cause everyone's an outlaw
Yeah, everyone's an outlaw
'Til it's time to do outlaw shit

(Until it's time to do outlaw shit) well, I was raised up by a simple man
I grew up with a gun in my hand



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Writer(s): Bryan Martin
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