Shooter Jennings

Shooter Jennings - Outlaw You lyrics

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I get home from a long day, put on the radio

Lookin' for some country soul, but I don't find it, no

It's a dirt road free for all, some old boys sayin' they're outlaws,

They dress the part and they talk the talk

You know they've been taught to walk the walk

These boys think they're tough like they been robbin' banks

Cause they name drop Johnny Cash and they name drop poor old Hank

Hey pretty boy in the baseball hat

You couldn't hit country with a baseball bat

Country ain't just about where you're at

It's about bein' true to what's inside

You say you're an outlaw with your perfect boots

That you got from your record label's image group

Sing another man's song with a big drum loop

Listen, son, you ain't got a clue

You can't buy true, tell you what they should do

They should outlaw you

Let me paint a picture for you, Nashville in '62

The formula had proven true, they didn't let nothing new through

When Waylon came to town, they didn't like his original sound

They tried hard to keep him down, they tried hard to starve him out

But he kept playin' shows and pressin' on, chippin' away, song by song

After years and years of strugglin' strong, he got his chance and he took it to #1

With "This Time" back in '74, with his band in the back and 4 on the floor

That one record busted down the door and the record labels had the control no more

Then in '76 came the Outlaws record, sold the first million in country music ever

Those old boys with long hair and braids stayed true to their sound and freed the slaves

And all these years later, the suits got back their grip

They took the outlaw concept and they re-packaged it

And there's a million Ol Waylon fans

Singin' "Don't y'all think this outlaw bit has gotten way out of hand"

Hey pretty boy in your cowboy hat

You couldn't hit country with a baseball bat

Country ain't just about where you're at

It's about bein' true to what's inside

You say you're an outlaw with your perfect boots

That you got from your record label's image group

Sing another man's song with a big drum loop

Listen, son, you ain't got a clue

You can't buy true, tell you what they should do

They should outlaw you

They should outlaw you

Hey pretty boy in the baseball hat

You couldn't hit country with a baseball bat

Country ain't just about where you're at

It's about bein' true to what's inside

You say you're an outlaw with your perfect boots

That you got from your record label's image group

Sing another man's song with a big drum loop

Listen, man, you ain't got a clue

You can't buy true, tell you what they should do

They should outlaw you

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