Outlaws Like Us

I was born a country singer I love Charley Pride Raised on 'He Stopped Loving Her' Cut my teeth on 'Mama Tried.' Yes, I love Hank Williams But I still love rock 'n roll Hank Jr, me and Waylon We're all cut from the same mold. And they say country's changin' And we must all adjust But I still think there's lots of room For old outlaws like us. I love to jam with the Skynyrd band 'Cause 'Freebird' chills my bones And I've talked trash with Johnny Cash And I've sung with George Jones. And I have played on the Opry stage Where the country legends stood Where you don't give lies or alibis 'Cause they don't do no good. And Lord, I guess, that I've been blessed Though I have been kicked and cussed But it's nothing new to moan the blues For old outlaws like us. And I wear this country banner And I'm proud to wave the flag And you can talk all day 'bout the next Billy Ray But I'll cast my vote for Hag. And when all those screamin' metal bands Have corroded into rust There'll still be a show on Music Row For old outlaws like us. Now, I don't have a crystal ball To tell what lies ahead But I play my way, though some folks say Country rock is dead. And you may call me old-fashioned You may think I'm insane But rhythm and blues is in my blood And pumping through my veins. And I've still got some loyal fans That I know I can trust Who will sell their souls for rock 'n roll And old outlaws like us. Repeat Chorus...