Red Bandana

Hangin around under east Texas pines Shootin' at the stars with our colt 45's Puttin on a show and livin' it free If you hear a rebel yell it's cause the bars we bleed And then we're gone, gone We got them gypsy souls, they don't wanna go home Big Montana little red bandana Marshall Tucker playin' on our radio I couldn't stand her so I left Louisana North bound to yellowstone row And it's blue lights and steel nights, don't know which is home But the preacher's gonna tell us you're a rowdy bunch of fellas But you'll worry bout it when you're old So I guess we'll worry about when we're old Feeling that cold in your lungs when you're breathin Light up a smoke for all the different seasons Turn up the music loud, til all the whiskey's down Girls are all dancing as the men stomp the ground And then we're gone, gone We got them gypsy souls yeah, they don't wanna go home Big Montana little red bandana Marshall Tucker playin' on our radio yeah I couldn't stand her so I left Louisana North bound to yellowstone row And it's blue lights and steel nights, don't know which is home But the preacher's gonna tell us you're a rowdy bunch of fellas But you'll worry bout it when you're old yeah We got them gypsy souls, and they don't wanna go home Big Montana little red bandana Marshall Tucker playin' on our radio I couldn't stand her so I left Louisana North bound to yellowstone row And it's blue lights and steel nights, don't know which way is home But the preacher's gonna tell us you're a rowdy bunch of fellas But you'll worry bout it when you're old Yeah the preacher's gonna tell us you're a rowdy bunch of fellas But I guess you can worry bout it when you're old