When Waylon Came to Nashville

They called him an outlaw

Watasha was his name

He was a Texas guitar picker

Lead an outlaw gang

Yeah some folks down in Nashville

Said he'd never really amount to anything

He worked the night shift

And they ran the roads all day

Looking for a party

Or any place to play

He didn't have to chase no women

It was all they could do to get away

He flew higher than the eagle

That they were riding on

He took that band of outlaws across the land

Sang the world his songs

Running up and down the highway

He was breaking all the rules

Yeah when Waylon came to Nashville

He made outlaw music cool

(Oh let me hear that steel guitar)

Mack told us Waylon told him

His name was Soaring Eagle in the sky

Every time he'd flap his wings

We'd stand back we'd watch that eagle fly

He always landed on his feet

Knew that Richie had the back beat

And ole Waymore he'd be singing up a storm

He flew higher than the eagle

That they were riding on

He took that band of outlaws across the land

Sang the world his songs

Running up and down the highway

He was breaking all the rules

Yeah when Waylon came to Nashville

He made outlaw music cool