My Inlaws Are Outlaws

Well, my in-laws are outlaws My home life is in a mess Yes, my in-laws are outlaws And my home life is in a mess I'm gonna call up the High Sheriff And get them all up under arrest Now your sister she likes to meddle She's in everybody's dirt If she'd mind her own business Her own damn life would work My in-laws are Outlaws My home life is in a mess I got to call up the High Sheriff And get them all up under arrest Now, your brother steady gambles But loses every the time And when he's lost his own money Then he want to lose with mine My in-laws are Outlaws My home life's in a mess I got to call up the High Sheriff And get them all up under arrest Now, your mama likes to trouble She always cause a fuss If she rode the Greyhound The dog would leave the bus My in-laws are Outlaws Whoa, my home life's in a mess I got to call up the High Sheriff And get them all up under arrest "Spoken:" You mama is so mean, baby She stand on a railroad track The freight train'd take a dirt road Your mama? Yes, I did say she had a kind face The kind of face you want to throw a brick at Stump jumping fools, every one of them"